"Yes, there, is where we got it in the neck," Oliver went on, while
Teddy grinned. "The gun I looked into seemed about as large as the
tunnel under the Hudson, and I became the good little boy without
further argument."
"I thought the gun I saw was a room in a cavern!" grinned Dode.
"So they performed with their ropes and gags, and we lay there like
two little kittens while they tore up our work and smashed things
generally. And the way they wrecked the trunks and boxes was a
caution."
"What did they talk to each other about while they were searching?"
asked Ned.
"Nothing much. They seemed to be too busy looking for papers. From
what I could make out; I reckon they thought you had some official
document with you."
"I have," laughed Ned, "but they did not find it."
"After they had made all the trouble they could," Oliver went on,
"they spoke of burning the tent, and I guess they would haved one it,
too, if other things hadn't attracted their attention just at that
time!" he added, with a wink at Ned.
"Well," Ned observed, "I'm sorry we lost the pictures, but there may
be some of the valuable ones left. We'll look them over right now."
"Jimmie left the films from his baby camera," Teddy remarked.
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