“Oh, just looking around.”
It was on the tip of Chips’ tongue to accuse Ross of taking the missing paddle. However, a warning glance from Brad caused him to lapse into silence.
Ross moved away from the hogan toward a site on the beach which Dan painstakingly had cleared in preparation for making a large sand painting.
“What’s going up here?” the Den 1 boy asked curiously.
“Oh, just a surprise feature for the pow-wow,” Dan told him. “An added attraction.”
“We may have a few other surprises to spring too,” hinted Red.
“Such as?”
“Real Indian stuff,” Red informed him. “Maybe some Indians.”
This was too much for Ross. “Fat chance of digging up a live Indian in Webster City,” he scoffed. “You’re just doing a lot of silly talking.”
Darkness was settling over the treetops, so Mr. Hatfield brought the friendly argument to an end by saying it was time to end the work for that day.