CHAPTER XVII
FOUR BOYS AND A BULL
When the Rover boys returned to Hans Mueller’s house they found the twins’ father hard at work over a mass of papers.
“I saw that other stockholder,” said Tom Rover, in explanation. “He is as much mystified as to what is taking place at the Rolling Thunder mine as I am. He’ll follow us out there just as soon as he can arrange certain business affairs here. He’s with me in everything, and is going to help me bring those other fellows up with a round turn.”
“It’s too bad that this whole business had to get into such a mix, Uncle Tom,” declared Fred.
“For all I know, I may have to call on you boys to help me,” answered the twins’ father. “From what Brother Dick told me, you did very well in the oil fields, and you may have a chance to show your mettle out in the gold fields.”
“Well, I’m ready to help you all I can, Uncle Tom,” cried Jack quickly. “I’ll do anything you say.”
“The fun of the outing can wait,” declared Fred.
“Sure, it can wait, Dad!” cried Randy. “You just give the orders, and we’ll fill ’em.”