Giant and Whopper imagined the spot must be half a mile or more below their camp. They had landed in a wild place, and walking along the shore was out of the question.
"We might as well stay where we are until morning," said Snap. "If we try to move in this darkness we may only fall into more trouble."
But the others preferred to get back to camp if possible, and Whopper volunteered to paddle up the shore, while Shep rowed in the other direction. If either found the camp he was to whistle or fire a shot as a signal.
"Listen," said Giant, after he and Snap had been left alone over a quarter of an hour. "I hear voices!"
Both strained their ears, and from the lake they heard a confused murmur. Then came the splashing of oars or paddles, and an exclamation of disgust.
"It is the Spink crowd!" cried Snap. "They are on the lake. They must have followed us on the raft!"
"Yes, and they are stuck on the sand bar, just as we were," said Giant, and grinned to himself in the dark. "I hope they have to stay there!"
The talking out on the lake continued, but pres-