Bob seized upon the opportunity at once.
“That’s the way to talk, Mr. Lewis,” he said. “You see how we came out on that expedition into the Andes Mountains. Were successful in about everything. And the moving-picture house was well pleased with the pictures we took. There’ll be another opportunity to make money taking movies of Africa—if we can go.”
Mr. Lewis rose from his chair.
“Suppose we talk the matter over with their mothers,” he suggested. “And it won’t be easy to get their consent, either. But we can see what they think of it.”
Mr. Holton was very much undecided about the matter of allowing Bob and Joe to go, but he consented to do as Mr. Lewis suggested.
“Then,” he said, addressing the chums, “we can let you know later how things stand. All right?”
“Sure,” Joe answered. He felt that there was a big chance of things going in his favor. “But please don’t talk against it to our mothers.”
Mr. Holton smiled, and then, at a call from the Lewis residence, the little party disbanded.