A spear shot into the midst of the camp, and stuck, quivering, in the ground!<br />Patsy Garvan and Chick jumped to their feet, rifle in hand, and looked inquiringly at Nick Carter.<br />The detective had not moved. He was sitting with his back against a rock, a cigar in his mouth, and silently contemplating the small fire that he had consented to have made.<br />When the spear came sailing over the bluff, at the foot of which was the little camp, he merely glanced at it, as if it were a rather curious visitor, but not one to cause untoward agitation.<br />There were other persons around the camp fire besides Nick Carter and his two assistants.