CHAPTER XIV.
SHADOWS AND SHADOWED.“Thundering guns!” muttered Patsy. “He’d be an ugly cur to meet in the dark.”
Chick Carter gazed in the direction indicated.
The two detectives were comfortably seated on a log in the midst of a cluster of shrubbery.
The shrubbery formed a part of the scrub and bushes skirting the woodland back of the extensive Badger estate.
Nearly a hundred yards away was the stable, a side view, with the long carriage-house adjoining, as previously described.
Fifty yards beyond was the Badger dwelling, rear elevation, with the back door and windows in plain sight, as well as part of one of the side verandas.
The intervening ground was clear of trees, and nothing obstructed the view of the two watching detectives.
They were executing Nick’s command given them tha
