CHAPTER IX
AGAINST HEAVY ODDS
"Any sign of them yet, Roy?"
Peggy leaned forward and gently touched her brother's arm.
"I can't see a solitary speck that even remotely resembles them," he said. "It looks bad," he added with considerable anxiety in his tones.
Peggy took a peep at the plan which was spread out before Roy on a little shelf designed to hold aerial charts. Then she glanced at the compass and the distance indicator.
"We must be close to the place now," she said; "it's somewhere off there, isn't it?"
"There" was a range of low hills cut and slashed by steep-walled gullies and canyons. In some of these canyons there appeared to be traces of vegetation, giving rise to the suspicion that water might be obtained there by digging.
Roy nodded.
"That's the place, and there's that high cone shaped hill that the plan indicates as the location of the mine."