"I am."
"And who were they?"
"They were from Wichita Falls—a firm by the name of Fitch and Lunberry."
"Then probably if my father wanted it he could get a report from Fitch and Lunberry," said Jack.
"I think he could—provided, of course, he was willing to pay for it. These experts don't work for nothing!" and John Franklin grinned.
"If you stay down here any length of time I wish you'd come over to our place and see us," said Phil Franklin.
"We'll be sure to do that," answered Randy.
"Maybe I can get your uncle interested in my land," suggested Mr. Franklin. "I wish he'd look it over. It wouldn't cost him anything."
"I'll speak to dad about it," answered Jack quickly. There was something about the Franklins which had pleased him ever since he had first known them. They appeared to be perfectly honest and reliable.
Accompanied by the Franklins, the Rovers tramped around the various oil wells located in and near Derrickville. Mr. Franklin understood a great deal about the wells and the machinery, and explained these things in an interesting way, so the afternoon passed quickly. Almost before they knew it the Rovers had to say good-bye and start on the return trip with Mr. Bradley.