"If you don't
want to go, I for one vote to leave you. We have to forage for
something to eat and the fewer there are, the easier it will be.
And speaking of eats, it seems to me I smell something cooking
right now."
At Billie's words the others sniffed up their noses.
"It's a fact as sure as you're born," declared Donald.
"And I'm going to find out where the odor comes from," said
Billie. "There must be a house around here somewhere."
Again he sniffed the air and smiled jubilantly.
"The wind's in the east," he laughed. "It must be somewhere in
this direction. Come on, Captain."
The captain refused to move, but Billie led the way, followed by
the two boys. They had not gone many rods when through an opening
in the trees they beheld a good-sized adobe house. Pushing
hastily toward it, they soon reached a cleared space, and there,
gathered about a bunch of some forty or fifty horses, were a
dozen men, while through the open door of the house many more
were to be seen seated at a table--eating.
"Come on!" exclaimed Billie. "I'm going to have something to eat;
I don't care who they are."
"We might as well make the best of it," declared Donald. "We are
discovered any way and the best thing we can do is to put on a
bold front.
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