"No, you don't!" cried Husty, and caught hold of the sled. "You just stay here until we talk this thing over."
Tom's hands were on his gun, and for the moment he felt like pointing the weapon at the man. But then he concluded that this would do small good, and the weapon remained where it was.
In a minute Dan Baxter came running across the pond, with Jasper Grinder and Bill Harney at his heels. Each of the advancing party carried some sort of firearms.
"Tom and Sam Rover!" ejaculated Baxter, and it was easy to see that he was completely surprised. "How did you get here?"
"Walked and skated," returned Tom, as coolly as he could.
"You've got a nerve to follow me and my party," went on Baxter, with an ugly scowl.
"As I just said to this man, Baxter, we haven't been following you," put in Sam. "We struck your trail by accident. We thought we were following"
"Never mind about that, Sam," interrupted Tom quickly.
"Who did you think you were following?" demanded Dan Baxter.
"It's none of your business, Baxter. We have as much right to be here as you have."
