CHAPTER VII.
THE PROWLER OF THE NIGHT The six youngsters stood looking curiously at one another.
"I wonder who it can be ?" muttered Dan.
"Some one who has no business here, anyway," returned Tom Reade bluntly.
"I wonder if it's some one who did live here, or some one who thinks he's going to keep on living here ?" asked Dave Darrin dryly.
"Just the same, I'd like to know who has been living here," Dick went on.

"For that matter, who would want to live here, in the depths of the woods in winter ?" "Well, we do, for one crowd," Greg reminded him.
"Yes; but we're boys with a craze for open air and something different," Prescott maintained.

"Now, if men have been living here, the case is different.

Men don't care about schoolboy junkets.

If the man or men who have been living here are honest, I don't mind.