"Right. Now, from your description of the climb, boys, I think we need a few rope ladders. Let's get started making them!"
CHAPTER XVIII
Under Cover of Darkness
Hobart Zircon's usually booming voice couldn't have been heard more than two yards away as he spoke into the tiny Megabuck radio unit.
"We're starting down the western slope of the volcano. How are things, Tony?"
Rick and Scotty, their ears close to the tiny earphone Zircon held out, heard Briotti's reply. The kidnaped scientists had given up trying to dissuade them.
"Everything normal, Hobart. The lookout is settling down now. He's one of the regulars. He relaxes completely as a sleeping cat, but he's wide awake. Don't let his appearance deceive you."
"We won't," Zircon promised. "We'll call you again as we get into the danger zone. Chahda?"
The Hindu boy answered instantly. "Here."