“Water’s boilin’. It’s been boilin’ since yesterday. I’ll have coffee for you right smart. Where you folks been all the time?”
“We’ve been up in Nature’s electric plant. Hurry if you expect to save my life. I’m near dead. Even my brain has ceased to operate,” declared Stacy.
“He has just discovered it,” murmured Emma wearily. “The poor child!”
“What happened?” questioned Badger, frying-pan in hand.
“Not a word until I get something inside of me,” insisted the fat boy. “What I need most of all is—”
“Have you any calves’ brains, Mr. Badger?” questioned Emma sweetly.
“Now, Emma! That wasn’t nice of you,” protested Nora, amid laughter.
“If you are in such haste why not turn to and help Jim get luncheon?” suggested Grace.
“I tell you I have a weak heart. You know I can’t stand violent exercise,” replied Stacy, throwing himself down by the campfire.
The Overlanders shook their heads.