Then he turned partly around, and his voice reached the pair who watched him.
"Have you struck it yet ?" he asked.
An invisible man replied that he had not yet found whatever he was searching for; and in another moment a sharp snapping suggested that a third stranger was floundering through the bush.

He came into sight close by the first and stopped.
"I can't strike that post," he said.

"The bush down that way is black as pitch.

Guess I'll have to look for a pine-knot and get a light." "They'd hear you chopping," said the man who had appeared first.

"The tent's just back there among the firs.