The thing for us to
do is to find out who knows about this shack; who owns it, on
whose land it is, and whether any one has been seen here lately."
"They've been here lately whether they've been seen or not,"
said Tom positively. "There are the auto tracks. It rained two
days ago, and the tracks were made since. Mr. Nestor must have
been here within two days."
"He may or may not," said Jackson. "Say, rather, that some one
was here and left his wallet after him. Now see if we can find
other clews!"
They looked about in the fast fading light, but at first could
discover nothing more than evidences that three or four persons
had been living in the shack and at some recent date--probably
within a day or two.
They had had their meals there and had slept there. But this
seemed to be all that could be established, other than that Mr.
Nestor's wallet was there, stripped of its contents.
Tom was looking through the closet, from which a frightened
chipmunk sprang as he opened the door. There were the remains of
some food, which accounted for the presence of the little striped
animal.
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