“Now, you’re talking sense,” agreed Tom. “And we’ll hunt up the professor and have him, too.”
“The professor!” exclaimed Jim. “Who is he?”
“Oh, the professor with a name as long as the alphabet,” replied Jo. “He can explain better than we can.”
“The professor with the long name!” cried Jim and Berwick simultaneously. “What do you know about such a man?”
“Nothing,” replied the boys, “except that he has engaged us to go on the Storm King for a treasure hunt. What is the matter with him?”
“Well, that beats all!” said Berwick weakly.
“What’s all the palaver about anyhow?” demanded Jo. “I thought we were going to get something to eat before we had any more talk.”
“Come on,” said Berwick. “I know I’m dreaming, but want to get the dinner before I wake up.”
“Where is the professor?” demanded Jim.