The doctor rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
“The situation may not be quite as serious as you think,” he attempted to cheer them. “Before morning they’ll probably change their minds.”
CHAPTER XIV
OUTWITTED
Dr. Brady broke off a twig from a branch above his head and sat down on the sledge near Dick, commencing to trace queer patterns in the new, loose snow.
“It will soon be time to start on again, won’t it?” asked the doctor.
“It’s eight-thirty,” Dick replied. “We should have started a half hour ago.”
“Why not try taking a firmer hand with them,” suggested Brady. “Tell them that if they won’t go on with the party, they can return without supplies. That ought to frighten them.”
“I’ll try it,” Dick fell in with the suggestion. “Come on. We must do something. I want you fellows to back me up. Maybe there’ll be trouble.”
The drivers were still arguing amongst themselves as the four approached.
“Fontaine, come here.”