All that the adventurers could now do was to wait for the coming of Captain Ward. Frank arose from the desk, and said:
“Would not you gentlemen like to take a look at the Scorcher?”
“Delighted,” was Randall’s reply, and Wendel nodded eagerly. So they left the office with that purpose in view.
When Barney and Pomp went forth they were in hilarious spirits. They crossed the yard with a hop, skip and jump, and approached the heavy iron doors of a high, truss-roofed structure.
“Ki yi!” cried Pomp, clicking his heels together. “I jes’ ’lot on seein’ dem icebergs. Huh! dat be a berry good place fo’ yo’, I’sh.”
“Phwat do yez mane, naygur?” interrogated Barney.
“Bekase it am so cold.”
“Phwat has that to do wid me, yez grinning misfit av an ape?”
“Hi, hi, hi! Don’ yo’ know? Ice am a’right fo’ to preserve green fings.”