"We can
see what he got while he was in the hands of those cheap skates!"
Nearly all the snapshots taken by Ned and Jack on the afternoon they
had come to the hiding place of Jimmie's captors had been printed by
the boys, and most of them had been destroyed, plates and all.
Stationing Oliver and Dode out on the slope to watch for any approach
which might be made, Ned gave his attention to the pictures.
"The worst of it is," Frank declared, "that the good ones were the
ones the boys printed, and the ones which were burned up."
"I don't know about that," Ned said. "The camera sees things the
human eye does not see! What we want now is a knowledge of the
country near the spot where Jimmie was held. We took plenty of
pictures around there, and Jimmie took some, too, so we may be able
to find what we want."
"I'll work over the baby camera pictures while you handle the
others," suggested Frank, and the two boys were soon busy at their
tasks. Finally Ned handed a torn print to Frank, pointing out a
single feature as he did so.
"You see the tree in the foreground?" he asked.
"Yes, of course."
"Now follow along back to the bush at the left and in the rear."
"I see the bush," Frank said.
"What else do you see there?"
Frank bent closer over the print.
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