and you're getting all the advance information you can, to spring
it on me. I know your tricks. Well, you won't go without me; will
you?"

"You know I'd never do that," was the answer, spoken rather more
solemnly than Joe's laughing words deserved. "You know we promised
to stick together when we came away from the farms and started in
this moving picture business, and we have stuck. I don't want to
break the combination; do you?"

"I should say not! And if you go to Panama I go too!"

"I haven't actually made up my mind," went on Blake, who was,
perhaps, a little more serious, and probably a deeper thinker than
his chum. "But I went over it in my mind last night, and I didn't
just see how we could refuse Mr. Hadley's request.

"You know he started us in this business, and, only for him we
might never have amounted to much. So if he wants us to go to
Panama, and get views of the giant slides, volcanic eruptions, and
so on, I, for one, think we ought to go."

"So do I--for two!" chimed in Joe. "But are there really volcanic
eruptions down there?"

"Well, there have been, in times past, and there might be again.
Anyhow, the slides are always more or less likely to occur. I was
just reading about them in this book.

"Culebra Cut! That's where the really stupendous work of the