"We're surrounded," announced the Professor.
"Shall we get the guns?" asked Walter.
"No, they're expressing their indignation at Chunky's song," jeered Ned.
"Let 'em howl. I don't care. If they don't stop I'll sing some more," threatened the fat boy.
CHAPTER XIV
FUN IN THE FOOTHILLS
The Professor found difficulty even in driving the lads to their beds that night. When they did finally tumble in and pull the blankets over them they were unable to sleep, between the howling of the coyotes and their laughter over Stacy Brown's new-found talent.
"They'll go away when the moon comes up," called the guide when the boys protested that the beasts kept them awake.
"Why can't we shoot at them?" asked Stacy.