Jim, what do you think about that?" pointing a finger at the
horses and indicating their wounded hips. "Did they get them
themselves, or did somebody do it to them? I can't make up my mind."
"Some one did it, Jan. The hosses never did that themselves."
"But how could they?"
"Maybe tied a knife to a long stick. Didn't mean to do any serious
work or would have cut deeper. Just went through the skin, that's all,
but enough to set the critters crazy. See any one about these parts?"
questioned the driver, turning to the girls.
"No, sir. We were under the tent. We saw nothing," answered Harriet.
"I think it must have been the squealing of the horses that awakened
us. The next we knew we were being trampled on and the tent was down
about our ears. Have you looked about here carefully, Mr. Grubb?"
"For what?" returned Janus quickly.
"For thpookth," Tommy replied pertly.
"Pshaw!"
"I mean have you looked where the horses were tied," explained Harriet.
"You did examine the halters. You say they were broken, not cut. I
think we should look further."
"Yes. I agree with Harriet that we ought to make a careful search of
the ground about the camp," said Miss Elting.
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