“A lot.”
“Then let’s hear it. Jim and me got to go back to camp.”
“There’s nothing more to hear. What else Si said was just for Andy Howe’s ears.” And he bustled about, so full of importance that the others laughed.
“Quit fussing round and come up to supper,” ordered Steve.
“Can’t. Got to wait for 18.”
“Why, we don’t expect any cars tonight,” declared Jim.
“But I do.”
“What have you got coming—airship?” grinned Steve.
“No. Horses.”
“Horses? In Chikau?” gasped the engineer.