"I think we can arrange that all right. Here, Tom, I want you."
Mr. Phipps approached the little group, the superintendent, informing him in a few words of the plan he had in mind.
"Of course I'll go with them," smiled Phipps. "I'll be glad of the chance to get out in the open once more. We had better get started pretty soon if we are going."
"How about it, Professor?" queried Mr. Munson.
"I do not object if Mr. Phipps accompanies them."
"Hooray!" shouted the boys.
"Wish we had our own ponies," added Ned.
"So do I," chorused the others.
"You will come along, won't you, Professor?" urged Walter.
"No, I think not. I've had quite enough for a time. Think I will remain and study the geological formations of the strata hereabouts."