“When I followed Jimmie into the cave,” Kit replied, “there wasn’t no Chinaman lying where this fellow was found.”
“We can’t solve the mystery if we talk here all night,” Ben observed, directly, “so we’d better get our suppers and make up our minds what we’re going to do through the night.”
“I want to sleep!” cried Jimmie and this sentiment was echoed by all the others.
“This is a nice, quiet place to sleep,” Ben said, in a sarcastic tone, “especially,” he added, “as there’s another beacon fire burning not far south of us. If you look closely, you’ll see its reflection lighting up the north wall of the canyon!”
CHAPTER XI.
A DANGEROUS GAME.
“I’ll tell you my idea of the situation in about one minute!” Jimmie broke in. “If you follow my advice, you’ll get into the aeroplanes and get away from this old smuggler’s den. I want to get somewhere where I can lay down and sleep, and get up and eat, and go back and sleep, and get up and eat again, without being interrupted!”
“Does the young man express the sentiments of the meeting?” asked Carl with a laugh.
“He expresses mine!” answered Kit.
“And mine, too,” replied Ben, “only——”