“Why, that all of a sudden somebody would get an idea and the whole thing will be solved. I think that’s what will happen myself.”
“I hope so,” exclaimed Grant. “I wish it would be soon, too.”
“Maybe Pop already has an idea,” laughed Fred.
“I doubt it,” said John. “Where is he anyway?”
“He went for a walk.”
“Where?”
“I don’t know. He just said he was going for a walk.”
“Well, let’s go down and take a swim,” exclaimed Fred. “It’s awfully hot and a little water certainly wouldn’t hurt me.”
“I should say not,” laughed John. “I never saw so much dirt on any man’s face in all my life. You’re a sight.”
“I know it,” Fred agreed. “Still,” he added, “I found a couple of gold pieces, didn’t I? And I’m always willing to get dirty under those conditions.”