“No. I want it settled right now.”
“Well, we won’t take it,” declared Phil; then seeing the protest in Mr. Jay’s eyes, he added: “Please don’t ask us to. Father wouldn’t like to have us.” And he held out the money.
A moment the old settler hesitated, then took it.
“Glory be, Joy! I can git that reaper now,” he exclaimed.
CHAPTER XXVII
BUILDING AN IRRIGATION PLANT
The discovery that the Porters and Jays were really old friends opened a floodgate of questions and answers, and the boys were telling of their hopes and ambitions, when there sounded footsteps on the gravel walk, and as they all turned toward the door, it was opened and in walked Andy.
“How in the world did you know where to find us?” exclaimed Phil, after the agent had exchanged greetings with Joy and her father.
“Or weren’t you looking for us?” asked Ted, with an impish grin.
“Oh, it wasn’t difficult,” smiled Andy. “When I found only one horse at your camp, I imagined the other had got away and that you had gone after it, and I knew you couldn’t travel very far without striking Jasper’s. Did you find the other black?”