“I have a mind to go with you,” said Lycurgus. “I am wandering rather aimlessly just now. I might be able to help your young friend.”
“Then keep along with us, the more the merrier,” said Brush, cordially. “What do you say, Tom?”
“I hope the doctor will come with us.”
“Then I will. Here is my hand on it.”
Neither Tom nor Brush foresaw how fortunate for them was Dr. Spooner’s determination.
CHAPTER XXXII.
A STARTLING SIGHT.
TWENTY-FOUR hours later the party left the prairie, and came to a region more uneven and wooded.
“It seems pleasant,” said Tom, “to get away from the prairie.”
“It may be pleasanter,” said the doctor, “but it is not so safe.”