something like a sigh. "Some of these days, if you like, I'll get you
both jobs on the _Gazette_."

"Now look here, Stubbs," said Hal. "Laying all joking aside, are you
going to tell us about this thing or not?"

"What thing?" demanded Stubbs.

"By George!" ejaculated Hal in exasperation. "You're the limit, Stubbs."

"Sure I am," was the little man's smiling response. "Otherwise, I
wouldn't be in this tent with you."

"Stubbs," said Chester, a sudden idea striking him, "have we done
something you don't like?"

"You have," was Stubbs' reply.

"By Jove!" said Hal. "We're sorry for that, Stubbs. We apologize. Will
you tell us what we've done?"

Stubbs looked at the lad with a peculiar smile on his face. He was silent
several moments before replying:

"You don't know, eh?"

"Of course not."

Stubbs shrugged his shoulders and started out of the tent.