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panion, and they said scarcely a word as they went about the business of gathering driftwood for the proposed bonfire.
Each of them took an armful of the wood and they were just about to return through the caves again when Joe noticed something that caused him to drop his wood on the floor with a clatter.
"What's wrong now?" asked Chet, in surprise.
"That's funny," Joe returned. "I was sure we left our supplies right near this woodpile."
"So we did," Biff assured him.
"They're not here now."
"They must be. I piled them there myself, all except a few that I put over by the other wall."
"Come and see for yourself."
Joe turned the beam of his flashlight on the place where Biff had stacked the greater part of their supplies. A loaf of bread and a tin of sardines lay on the rock, but that was all.
Biff's astonishment was so great that he could scarcely speak for a moment.
Then he gasped:
"They've been stolen!"
"All of 'em?" demanded Chet, in alarm. The loss of their provisions would be a serious matter to him.