CHAPTER XII

THE SIEGE OF DOUBLE MOUNTAIN

“Timeo Danaos et dona ferentes.”

The Dictionary.

Ho-o-e-ee! Hello-o!”

As the curtain rose to the flying echoes Long stepped to the edge of the dump, frying-pan in hand, and sent back an answering shout in the startled high note of a lonely man taken unawares.

“Hello-o!” He brandished his hospitable pan. Then he put it down, cupped hands to mouth and trumpeted a hearty welcome: “Chuck! Come up! Supper’s ready!”