“Sounds interesting,” said Joe. “Can we go there?”
“Yes. Follow me.”
He tied the mules securely and then began the dangerous ascent of the high peak, Bob and Joe at his heels.
After a half-hour of struggling they reached the summit, which was covered with a thin coating of snow.
“Now, look down,” the old man said.
Far, far below, on the other side of the mountain, was a narrow valley that was green with tropical vegetation. It appeared much lower than might be expected.
“Look away over to your right,” directed Dr. Rander. “See that tall tower?”
“Why—why, yes!” Bob was struck with wonder. “Let’s go down and see it. Have you ever been there?” he asked the old man.
“Not close,” was the reply. “I have only looked at it from a distance. Lack of time prevented me from going over there.”