It was a long, hard climb, but they made it before the boys were in
their bunks.
"You're a nice party!" Frank exclaimed, as Ned came up. "We thought
you had been pinched! There's plenty of hot supper in the oven for
you, but you don't deserve a thing! Square yourself!"
"Don't ask him a single question!" grumbled Jack. "He won't tell you
a thing! We've been within sight of a signal from Jimmie this
afternoon, and we've had a chance to tell the outlaws where they can
go, but he's muffed every play! I'm going to eat and go to bed!"
Jack really was out of temper, so no objections were made to his
going to his bunk as soon as he had finished supper! Ned laughed
goodnaturedly at the boy's remarks and thought no more about them.
Frank came and sat down by Ned while the latter was eating a hearty
supper.
"The worry doesn't seem to affect your appetite!" the boy laughed.
"Have you solved the riddle, that you are so calm through it all? If
you have, just tell me this:
"Is it the prince, or is it Mike III.?"
"I've written the answer to that in my little red book," laughed Ned.
Frank eyed the other with a grin, but made no reply for a time, then
he merely said:
"You are up to your old tricks! Well, what is on for to-night?"
"Why," Ned answered, "if you would like a stroll by moonlight, I
think we might get a good view of the south country from the top of
the mountain.
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