There\'sjustachancethattheymightbeinthatone。\"
\"Goahead，\"saidMcLean。\"That\'sadifferentstory。Iftheyhappentobethere，whytellDuncanhemustgiveupthetreeuntiltheyhavefinishedwithit。\"
Thenheclimbedonawagonandwasdrivenaway。Freckleshurriedintotheswamp。Hewasalittlebehind，yethecouldseethemen。
Beforeheovertookthem，theyhadturnedfromthewestroadandhadenteredtheswamptowardtheeast。
Theystoppedatthetrunkofamonstrousprostratelog。Ithadbeencutthreefeetfromtheground，overthree-fourthsofthewaythrough，andhadfallentowardtheeast，thebodyofthelogstillrestingonthestump。Theunderbrushwasalmostimpenetrable，butDuncanplungedinandwithacrowbarbegantappingalongthetrunktodecidehowfaritwashollow，sothattheywouldknowwheretocut。