“Well, you could hardly expect him to stay here and keep things clean for us,” grinned Fred. “That’s asking too much, Lee.”
“Oh, I’m not kicking,” disclaimed Lee. “This place looks solid enough to keep the rain out, and maybe if we look around we’ll find other things besides the candles.”
“I’ve heard of Eskimos eating candles,” said Bobby, “and I’m pretty nearly hungry enough to try one myself.”
“Well, you tried the alligator eggs first, so you ought to be willing to sample these too,” said Fred.
“Maybe I will, at that,” said Bobby, “but not until I’ve made sure there isn’t anything else to be had.”
“There seems to be a closet of some kind over there,” said Fred, pointing to the opposite wall. “Let’s see what’s in it.”
“Probably nothing but a large amount of air,” said Lee, sceptically.
“Well, there’s only one way to find out, and that’s to look,” said Fred, and, suiting the action to the word, he strode quickly across the room and opened the door of the closet.
“Scubbity-yow!” yelled Fred. “Look at that, will you!”
Neatly ranged on shelves were cans of meat and vegetables, sufficient to feed the boys for weeks, if the necessity arose.