"You won't have anything before you know it, young man," warned Ned.
"Yes, but we may have to stay here a week, if the Professor does not
return. I do not see what good it will be to begin starving us until
it is necessary," objected Walter.
"It will be necessary to-morrow," replied Tad.
"And after to-morrow what?"
"I shall hope to have some provisions here by that time, Ned."
Ned Rector laughed.
"Yes, I can almost see it now. How do you propose to get them, may I
ask?"
"Go after them."
"Where?" queried Walter.
"Red Star mining camp. It cannot be so very far from here."
"Going to drag the mules after you?" asked Ned in a half sarcastic
tone.
"No, I'm going on foot."
"What!" exclaimed the boys in one voice.
"You heard me. If Professor Zepplin has not returned by to-morrow
morning I'm off for assistance and a fresh supply of food."
"And leave us here alone?" cried Chunky.
"Don't you see, fellows," continued Tad, "the Professor undoubtedly is
in a worse fix than we are. He may wander about the mountains until
he starves. I've simply got to stir somebody up to start out hunting
for him. By remaining here we are only getting deeper into trouble.
Don't you understand that?"
"Yes," admitted Ned. "But, then, why not let us all go with you?"
"Yes, that's the idea," interjected Walter.
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