I don't know why you
are here, and I don't want to know. What I've seen will never be
revealed, when I get back to Kansas City and the Comet, until you
tell me I am free to tell it. And you'd know what that means to me
if you knew what a cracking good yarn my experience has given me
already. Good-bye and good luck!"
Ned and Alan clambered aboard; the rocks were cast overboard, and as
the Cibola shot skyward the boys could hear Elmer calling:
"Member, boys--we all'll be at Camp Eagle an' supper will be
awaitin'."
CHAPTER XXIV
A GRAVE IN THE DESERT
But Ned and Alan did not eat with their friends that night, nor for
some days to come. And when they saw each other again one of
Elmer's juicy venison steaks would have seemed to all of them the
sweetest morsel ever eaten by man.
Ned only waited to help inflate the balloonet in the big balloon
with the little hand blower for the Cibola showed quite perceptibly
the loss of gas after her twenty hours of inflation. Then, the
course having been laid, he left the wheel and engine to Alan's care
and turned in for his long needed rest.
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