“Well, you understand that in a case of this kind only desperate remedies will do, Buster?” he began.
“Yes, yes, I know;” whimpered the other, “and I’m willing to do anything you say, Jack; but don’t leave me here over in a Canadian wilderness. It ain’t human, that’s what!”
“All right,” Jack proceeded, solemnly, “if you give me your solemn promise to obey. First of all you must strip off every bit of clothes you have on.”
Nick began at once, and with eagerness.
“Will it wash out, then? Oh! I can rub like a good fellow, I promise you; only give me a chance!” he exclaimed.
“All the washing in the world wouldn’t take that scent out,” George declared.
“There’s only one way, and that is to bury the clothes!” said Jack.
“What?” gasped the astonished Nick; “and me go naked? Good gracious! Jack, I just can’t do that! Make it easier for me, won’t you? Why, I’d get my death of cold. Besides, what would I do when we got to the Soo? Please tell me something else.”
At that the boys could hold in no longer, and a shout told that they were beginning to see the comical side. But Jack waved his hands.