Ned Napier and Alan Hope."
The case of provisions weighed a trifle more than the ballast given
in exchange, and as the line holding the two cars together was cast
off the Cibola sank slowly below the level of the Arrow. Then, as
the Cibola's engines began to push the car ahead in a wide turning
circle, Ned called up to the disappearing Arrow:
"Great country, this New Mexico, where you can buy food with sand.
Good-bye and success to you!"
The answer was lost in space as the ships parted.
"And now," said Ned, after lashing the now case of provisions to the
bridge netting, "we've wasted some more precious time. Do you still
think we had better lose a night at Camp Eagle? We have all the
fuel we can carry."
Alan saw what was in the wind.
"We have extra provisions, water and gasoline. My own judgment is
we had better make at once for our starting point."
"I guess you are right," answered Alan after long thought; "I don't
know what is to be gained by the trouble of a landing at the camp by
the lake."
"Nothing but that hot supper," smiled Ned, "and we'll have to put
that off a few days, I think.
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