"If they haven't found any thing," said Fred irritably, "then they ought to come back and tell us so. We don't want to stay here forever."
"Nay, verily, we do not," said George, shaking his head soberly. "I agree with Pyg. If Zeke doesn't come back within an hour I say we start after him."
"You want your turn in being lost in the canyon, do you?" said John grimly. "Well, all I can say is that if you do, you can try it, but as for little Johnnie he stays right here where he is. I've had all I want of lost Go Ahead Boys in Thorn's Gulch or any other canyon."
Although they did not share in John's fear nevertheless the boys all remained in their camp.
It was about four o'clock when Kitoni called their attention to two tiny figures in the distance.
The glasses revealed that they were men and that they apparently were coming across the Gulch. How they would be able to make their way up the steep side no one could explain.
"That must be Zeke and Thomas Jefferson," suggested Fred at once ready to form and express an opinion.
The Navajo, however, shook his head as he said, "It is not Zeke and it is not Thomas Jefferson."
"Then who is it?" demanded Fred. "It seems to me we're all the while having two or three men come into our camp when we've been told that there wasn't a human being in these parts. They told us in Tombstone that we wouldn't see a strange face in this part of the world."
"I see one now," declared John, turning and staring at his diminutive friend.