"No one will even admit that there is a prince in the
case."
When the boys came to the vicinity of the summit, south of a point in
line with the camp and the canyon where the counterfeiters had been
discovered, they stopped and took a good survey of the landscape.
"We can probably learn more about what has been going on," Jack
suggested, "by hiking straight for the camp. I'm anxious to be off on
that trip. Uncle Ike will like it--not! But I'll make him like it!
I'll give you a good imitation of a boy sailing over the mountains on
the freight deck of a mule!"
"I was wondering," Ned said, composedly, though his eyes were
troubled, "whether we had any camp left! If you'll look off to the
north, you'll see four men crouching in a dent in the slope. Rough-
looking chaps, eh?"
"I see!" Jack whispered. "Have they seen us? That's the question
now."
"If they saw us," Ned continued, "they would either be making for us
or trying to get out of sight. No; they are watching the camp. See!
They are where they can look over the summit."
"If they haven't been to the camp I'll think ourselves lucky," Ned
said.
"They probably haven't!" Jack cried. "But look there, they are going
on a rush right now! Must be Bradley's friends.
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