"There ain't a thing moving up there, Davy; and I reckon, now, you're
only just afooling us," complained Step Hen, after they had stared as
hard as anything at the crown of the rocks, which was sharply outlined
against the dark heavens.

As the others had met with like poor success in trying to locate the
object the scout in question claimed to have seen, they naturally turned
on Davy, to demand further explanations.

It could easily be seen, however, from his excited condition, that the
boy actually believed what he said.

When Giraffe and Bumpus, and even Allan, urged him to repeat his
assertion, he not only did so, but added still more to what he had said
before.

"Guess I ought to know what a man's head looks like, hadn't I?" Davy
went on to remark, indignantly; "cause I've seen a few in my day. It
was there as plain as--as, well, the nose on my face, and you'll say
that's right smart in evidence, I know you will, Giraffe. Looky up
yonder--see the little peak that seems to stick up above all the rest of
the old rock pile? Well, it was alongside that it showed up; and right
while I was asaying it, the thing disappeared like smoke. But you
believe me, I saw something, and it was a man's head too, no matter if
there was a bear or a panther at the other end of the same."

Strange to say no one chuckled at these queer remarks of Davy. They saw
that he was in deadly earnest; and the, possibility of a strange man
spying on them seemed too serious a matter to arouse a laugh.