The great lake had quickly emptied itself into the canyon.
In a short while the bed of the canyon was once more dry.
Barney then ran the Steam Man back into the main canyon, and Frank and Pomp hailed him.
“You did well, Barney!” cried the young inventor, joyfully.
“You made the best possible move.”
“Begorra, I knew well enough that I had to git out of the way of the wathers, sor,” replied Barney. “But shure, are yez comin’ down soon?”
“We are comin’ right down,” replied Frank.
Down the canyon wall they scrambled and safely reached the gorge.
Then they greeted Barney with joy and clambered aboard.
“Shure, phwativer will yez do now, Misther Frank?” cried Barney, eagerly.