Prescott continued in the lead for another quarter of a mile before he turned.
"You passed the one real sign," murmured Darry at last.
"I know I did," agreed Dick, "and we're going back wide of that place.

You mean the jungle where you saw a bit of what looked like the brush-woven wall of a bush hut ?" "Yes," assented Darrin.
"It's a well-hidden place," declared Dick, "and I don't so much wonder that we didn't find it before.

But now we'll go back to camp." "And what next ?" "I don't know," Prescott confessed, looking puzzled.

"We really haven't any right to pounce on the man unless we catch him doing something.

Anyone has a right to lead the wild life in the woods, unless he's a criminal or a lunatic." "My vote is that our chap is a lunatic," suggested Darry.
"If he is, then he's a harmless one, anyway.