Be sure to see that the fire is out, too," he called back.
"All right," answered the senator's son.

"The fire is out--I saw to that before," he added.
The horses had been tethered at some distance from the camping-out spot, behind some heavy brushwood, where the grass was extra thick and nutritious.

Dave hurried in that direction, with Phil at his heels.
When the two youths reached the spot, both stared around in perplexity.
"Why, Dave----" stammered the shipowner's son.

"I thought----" "We left the horses here!" cried Dave.

"I'm sure of it." "Then where are they now ?" "Maybe they broke loose and wandered away." "Or else they have been stolen!" "Stolen!" "Yes,--it couldn't be otherwise.