Kit and Bet arrived when the meal was half finished and pretended to be hurt at the teasing that they encountered. They decided to wait until the family was alone before saying anything about the capture of the tunnel. Kie might get ugly and actually harm the old man.
"Saw your playmate, Young Mary, coming up the canyon today," said Kie, glad of some new excitement for the girls, to take their minds off the professor for a while.
"Oh, is Mary home?" cried Kit happily. "I do want to see her!"
"Yes, Young Mary is here with a dozen other Indians of all sizes and shapes," grinned Kie. "They sure are a funny looking crowd."
Kit herself might have made the same remark, but coming from Kie, she resented it.
"Where are they?" exclaimed Bet. "I'll pay them a visit. Do you think they will make some baskets for me?"
"You can never tell a thing about them. If they need money, they will, but like as not they'll refuse. This is their vacation, they come up every year to pick mesquite beans and piñon nuts," Kit informed them.
"Let's go down right after lunch and see them," proposed the girls, but
Kit hesitated.
"We might frighten them away if we are too anxious," she said.
"Indians are very shy."
"I'll say they are," smiled Tommy. "And about as friendly as a block of ice."