hat is the fare?"

"Three thirty-five."

"Give me two tickets."

"I reckon that's enough for me," Jet said to himself, joyfully.
"There's no question about where they are going, and I can do as I
please until morning."

After Bob left the window to rejoin Sam, the boy purchased a ticket for
the same point, and then went to a small hotel near the depot where he
registered as David Small.

The two men had evidently sought shelter elsewhere, for he saw nothing
of them during the evening.

After a hearty supper, which was all the more needed, because he had
refrained from buying dinner, in order to husband his rapidly
decreasing store of cash, Jet wrote a long letter to Harvey, telling
him all he had learned, and urging that some officer be sent to Saranac
Lake in order to make the arrest.

"I shall keep on their track as long as I can," he said in conclusion;
"but after they get into the woods it's going to be a hard job, and the
sooner they are pulled the more certain we'll be of having them."

This done he went to bed and slept soundly until awakened at six
o'clock.

Half an hour later he was at the depot, and took a seat in the
smoking-car.

Neither Bob nor Sam were there; but they arrived five minutes before
the train left, and seated themselves some distance from Jet.

From that time until considerably past noon the boy could do no more
than watch his men; but he was well content, knowing they had no
suspicion as to being followed.

Then the end of the first stage of the journey was finished, and the
real work of trailing the human game began.

Jet loitered around the station asking questions relative to the best
way of getting into the woods, but all the while keeping his eye on the
men.

Their movements puzzled him.

Neither appeared to be in any hurry to leave the town.

They also asked a number of questions; but Jet was not near enough to
overhear the conversation, and then both went to the hotel.

A boy about his own age was standing near the depot platform eying Jet
curiously, and the latter asked, more as an excuse for remaining where
he was than anything else.

"Do you know where a fellow could find some good hunting?"

"You'd have to go down to the lake, and strike into the woods most
anywhere."

"Where is the lake?"

"Down that road a couple of miles."

"Isn't there any other way of getting into the woods?"

"Not unless you strike through the fields, an' then you'd be goin