The chums tramped for an hour or more, coming across the wire several
times in the course of their wanderings. Frank was generally the first
one to see it, and finally Ned remarked:
"You must be very much interested in that, Frank."'
"No, not specially. I'd like to know where it runs to, that's all."
"You can trace it this afternoon."
"Maybe I will."
Ned and Bart decided on a fishing trip that afternoon, and Fenn elected
to stay in camp and fix his gun, which had gotten slightly out of order.
"What you going to do, Frank?" asked Bart.
"I think I'll take a nap in the tent."
Bart and Ned, taking their poles and lines, went up along the stream, to
a deeper part which they had observed in their morning journey. Fenn
brought his gun out in front of the tent and proceeded to take it apart.
As for Frank, he stood about for a while, watching Fenn, and then,
remarking that he thought he would stretch out on one of the cots, went
inside the tent.
It was nearly two hours before Fenn had his gun fixed to suit him.
Then, oiling and cleaning it, he took some cartridges and set up a mark
to shoot at.
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