Pretty soon we were away over at the other side of the lake and it was awfully still, and even our oars seemed to make a lot of noise dripping the water.
All of a sudden Westy said, "There's a canoe."
'We could only just see it as it went gliding by us, but I noticed there were two dark figures in it.
Winton said, "Shh, wait till they pass us, then I'll tell you about them."
"T bet they're evil cronies," I said; "like they usually have in books." Because you know how it is in books; there are always a couple of bad fellows that won't join the good ones, but go camping right near them and make a Iot of trouble for them. Hanged if I see why they don't join in with them and be done with it, hey?
Pretty soon Winton said very low, "They're a couple of millionaire campers—young fellows. Their people are staying near Leeds and those fellows have got a tent right across there in the woods near the shore. They're having the time of their lives with an up-to-date oil stove and a couple of fireless cookers and some thermos bottles and things, They've got cushions with buckskin fringe—presents from Dearie and
