"But there must be some way to
get the provisions out."
"Bother the provisions," interrupted the Professor, impatiently.
"We've something more important than food to consider just now.
Master Tad is down in the canyon and from the present outlook he is
liable to remain there for some time. Any of you think of a plan that
will help us? Here, Eagle-eye, perhaps you can tell us how to get
that young gentlemen out of there."
The Indian shrugged his shoulders indifferently.
"Him stay. Spirits git um bymeby."
"You stop that kind of talk," commanded Ned.
"Tad is calling," interrupted Walter.
"What is it?" asked Ned.
"Get a rope and let down here."
"There is not ten feet of rope in the outfit."
"Send for help then. I've got to get out of here somehow."
"Tell him there is no help that we could depend upon, within twenty or
thirty miles of here," said the Professor.
CHAPTER VI
MAKING THE BEST OF IT
They were well along in the afternoon now and their predicament was
apparently serious.
"There seems to be only one way out of the difficulty," said the
Professor, after a little thought.
"What's that, Professor?" asked Walter.
"We must send for help, distant as it is."
"If you will pardon my differing with you, Professor, we have help in
plenty right here and a lazy Indian thrown in for good measure," said
Chunky.
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