"There are indications of gold here!" The Professor's voice was calm and analytical.
"What?" shouted the boys.
Professor Zepplin was leaning from his saddle, keenly scrutinizing the rocks at the side of the trail.
"I said, there are indications of gold in the quartz rock here—"
"Gold! Gold! Lead me to it," shouted Stacy. "I need some right now. Show it to me!"
"Kindly curb your emotions, Stacy," rebuked the Professor, eyeing the fat boy sternly.
"I need that gold," insisted Master Brown, unabashed.
"Please hand it to him, Professor," urged Tad. "Then Stacy will be able to pay what he owes me."
"Always that reminder of debt!" snorted Chunky indignantly. "What does a debt amount to between friends?"
"That isn't a very honest view to take, Stacy," teased Butler,