“What do you mean, drain the radiators? Are you kidding?” the boys demanded.
“Kidding? Not on your life. Go do as I tell you.”
“But, gee whiz, they were boiling about three hours ago,” Dumplin’ said.
“That was three hours ago, and 2,000 feet lower. Go do as I tell you.”
“Some climate, I’ll say!” Bennie laughed. But he was still skeptical, it was plain to see. He thought his uncle was trying to play a joke on him. However, he and Dumplin’ drained the cars.
A few minutes later they heard the welcome call from the camp, “Come and get it!”
CHAPTER IX
The Mountain That Fell Into Itself
It was still twilight when dinner was over, and the doctor said, “First class in geology will now be held on Victory Rock. Do you scouts have merit badges in geology, by the way?”
“No,” said Spider.
“That’s funny. Seems to me you ought to,” Mr. Stone declared. “Scouts are hiking around the country all the time, and it’s a mighty good chance to see how the earth was made.”