“I guess he found a way,” he thought as his watch told him that the ten minutes were up. Meanwhile Bob, making a wide detour approached the cabin from the back as, contrary to the usual custom, it faced away from the lake. As he had hoped, a well beaten path led down to the lake. “This is luck,” he thought as he slipped off his snow-shoes and stood them against a big pine. Quickly he ran up the path and, as he had thought, found that there was a back door. It was not locked and without hesitation he opened it and stepped inside. The cabin was not a large one and had but one room, which was living room, dining room and kitchen all combined. For a moment, as he stood still and listened, a feeling of intense disappointment swept over him, the room was empty of anyone so far as he could see. Had they had their long trip all for nothing? But just then he heard a slight sound which seemed to come from a bunk which stood on the opposite side of the room. “You didn’t make a very long trip.” It was Rex’s voice, and his heart gave a leap as he ran to the side of the bunk. “Rex.” “Who are you? It can’t be, but by jove it is, Bob Golden.” “Sure is,” Bob said. “But, how in the world, did—,” Rex began, but Bob interrupted him. “We came to find you. Jack’s outside watching.” Then, he saw that Rex was tied hand and foot to the bunk. “When did you get here?” Rex asked. “It was nearly an hour ago, I guess. We watched till we saw somebody leave the cabin and then I went round back and found the path and, and here I am,” and Bob, having taken his knife from his pocket while he was talking, started to cut the rope with which Rex was bound. “Hold on a minute,” the latter cautioned him before he had time to use the knife. “I don’t think you’d better do that, not now. If Parry, he’s the half-breed you saw, should come back and find you here there’d be the deuce to pay. He probably won’t be back for an hour or more but you can never tell.” “But what does it mean?” Bob asked putting his knife back in his pocket. “It means that I was a fool to trust the fellow, I suppose. But I’ll tell you all about it and then you can judge for yourself. I came up here to fish as I suppose you know. I’ve never been here before and had a guide engaged who had been recommended by a friend of mine who has been here a number of times. Well, when I got to Presque Isle I found that the fellow had been taken suddenly sick and, being in a hurry as my time was limited, I took the first fellow I could get. We got here just the day before the ice went out and then for two days we had some of the best fishing you ever saw. Parry was very kind and seemed all right and I congratulated myself on getting so fine a guide.