The Steam Man had to be checked a trifle in order to turn into the other canyon.
But Barney made the turn all safely, and the Steam Man shot up the canyon far enough to avoid the back current of the flood.
“Bejabers, I’m in luck this toime!” cried the Celt, jubilantly, as he opened the whistle valve.
The note of safety was heard by Frank and Pomp with a sensation of great relief and joy.
They understood at once the move made by Barney.
“That was a capital thought of Barney’s,” cried Frank. “It is lucky that he did not keep on the plains. He would have been overtaken.”
“I jes’ reckon dat am a fac’!” cried Pomp. “Well, I fink we’d bettah get back to de Steam Man as quick as eber we can.”
“You are right, Pomp,” declared Frank. “Our position here will be hardly a safe one now.”
“Youse right, sah.”
The flood in the canyon was now rapidly subsiding.