Apparently he had been asleep. Then he
sat down again.
"We'll wait a minute," Hal whispered. "Perhaps he'll doze again."
Fortune was with the boys. A few moments later there came the sound of a
gentle snore. The man was asleep. Immediately the lads sprang to action.
Quickly they dashed across the open space to the side of the large
building, which was made of wood and seemed to be nothing more than a
huge barn.
Chester stopped beside the guard and raised his revolver. He hesitated a
moment and then lowered the weapon.
"Let him be," he muttered. "He won't be with us long anyhow."
Hal, in the meantime, had been exploring the barn. Coming back he picked
up the guard's rifle.
"I can pry a board loose with this," he told Chester, in a whisper.
This proved easier work than it looked. The board came loose without much
trouble. Hal disappeared inside.
"Ammunition?" Chester asked, as he poked his head in.
"Yes," Hal whispered back.
"Find a fuse?" asked Chester.
Again Hal's reply was in the affirmative.
"Stretch it out here then, and hurry," ordered Chester.
Hal appeared on the outside a moment later, carrying a fuse. One end
still remained in the barn.
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