Ben found that the machines had not been molested, and in a short time his chums returned carrying the light form of the Chinaman with them.
The Celestial had regained consciousness and sat gazing about with inquisitive eyes as soon as placed on the ground.
“Who trussed you up?” asked Jimmie.
The Chinaman shook his head until his queue rattled about like a rope’s end in the wind.
“He can’t talk United States,” Carl explained.
“What are we going to do with him?” asked Jimmie.
“Keep him to do our laundry work!” chuckled Kit.
“What do you know about laundry work?” asked Ben turning to the boy.
“I used to work in the laundry,” returned Kit. “I had to do all the hard work and the big fat girls got all the money.”
“Are you going to build a fire in that Devil’s Kitchen we discovered?” asked Ben of Jimmie, as the boy began bringing out provisions.