Of course, I knew nothing of your day's
adventures until your friends came out, when we introduced ourselves
and explanations followed."
CHAPTER XIII
THE NET IS DRAWN TIGHTER
That obvious lie on Rollins's part gave Jack the final assurance that
the man was in the plot against them. Burning with indignation, he
wanted to expose Rollins but with an effort of self-control he choked
back the hot words and also managed to keep his anger from showing in
his face.
But it was an effort. Fortunately the others came to his rescue. Frank
began to shiver in his pajamas and called attention to the fact that
the night air was chill.
"Yes," said Jack, glad of the change in subject, "no matter how warm
the days out here, the nights are always cool. Let's go inside."
All trooped into the living room, which was dining room, too. In the
big fireplace they found a wood fire laid by the thoughtful Gabby
Pete, ready to be touched off in the morning. The talkative camp cook
slept in the bunkhouse some distance away, in the opposite direction
from the radio plant. While the others dragged blankets from their
beds and returned to the living room, wrapped up in them like
Indians, Jack touched a match to the wood and the fire soon was
blazing merrily.
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