“Well, he wants to climb Graytop.”
“Does he?” Evan turned and let his gaze travel up the side of the mountain. “Why not?”
“I guess you never tried it,” said Rob. “Moreover, he wants us to go with him.”
“Now?” asked Evan, startled.
“No, to-morrow,” answered Malcolm. “It’s Saturday, you know. We can start in the morning, take some grub and cook dinner on the top. It’s a lot of fun. Rob is such a lazy-bones that he thinks he can’t climb it.”
“Me?” said Rob indignantly. “Why, I’ve been up there a half-dozen times. It’s one of the easiest things I do. I was only considering Evan. He’s young and tender and it’s a hard climb up there. You don’t want to go, do you, Evan?”
“Sure I do,” answered his room-mate heartily. “I should think it would be lots of fun. I love to picnic on mountain-tops.”
“Well, I’m not going to lug the basket,” sighed Rob.
“We won’t take any basket,” explained Malcolm. “I know a trick worth two of that. We’ll divide the stuff into three lots and each of us will take our share in a pack.”
“A what?”