CHAPTER XXI
OFF ON A DRY TRAIL
"We shall have to divide up our forces to-day, Professor. We'll make a desperate effort to find a water hole," announced Tom Parry.
"What do you propose doing? You mean you're going to let us help you?"
"Yes."
"I'm glad."
"We'll make a big pull to-day. Should we fail to find water there is only one thing left for us to do."
"And that?"
"Leave the burros to shift for themselves. We'll head hack toward the San Antonio Range as fast as the bronchos will carry us. I don't know whether they'll be equal to the strain or not. If they give out we'll have to walk, that's all."
"Impossible!" exclaimed the Professor aghast.