CHAPTER XXVI BAD NEWS
"Say it sure is lonesome; isn't it?"
"No mistake about it. If this isn't the jumping-off place, it's next door to it."
"I'd hate to be caught here without water or a means of getting away."
Thus, in turn, Dick, Paul and Innis expressed themselves as they sat in the big car, panting and uncomfortable from the heat of a summer day, making a pretense of eating. It was almost too warm for that, however.
"Well, there's one consolation, we can leave whenever we like," remarked Dick. "I'll start whenever you fellows say so."
"Well, let's get a move on," suggested Paul. "There's a little breeze when we're in motion, but there isn't any now."
They put away the remains of the meal and were soon moving over the great salt desert of Utah, it being their second day on it. They had been delayed by a slight accident or they would have made better time across it.
However, they did not regret the time spent, for it was a new and wonderful experience for them, and one they would long remember.