Leaving the thing as it was, I went outside and carelessly chased the hounds round the cabin.

The string stretched along the logs to another chink, where it returned into the cabin at a point near where Frank slept.

No great power of deduction was necessary to acquaint me with full details of the plot to spoil my slumbers.

So I patiently awaited developments.
Lawson rode in near sundown with the carcasses of two beasts of some species hanging over his saddle.

It turned out that Jones had planned a surprise for Wallace and me, and it could hardly have been a more enjoyable one, considering the time and place.