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“Yet that’s what we went to Spruce Mountain to get,” observed Joe Atwood.

“We got it all right,” remarked Jimmy. “And yet, since we got out of it safely, I’m mighty glad we had the experience. And leaving the fire out of the account, what a whale of a good time we had! Good air, good eats, good company. Everything was good.”

“Everything?” queried Herb, with a tinge of skepticism.

“Sure!” declared Jimmy, stoutly. “Point out anything that wasn’t.”

“How about Buck Looker and Carl Lutz?” asked Herb, with a grin.

“They were good too,” asserted Jimmy. “Good for nothing. But, after all, they didn’t do us any real harm, though they tried hard enough. And I guess the scare they got in the fire took some of the meanness out of them.”

“I don’t know about that,” remarked Joe dubiously. “Buck was frightened ’most to death, and he was ready to promise almost anything. But probably that didn’t change his real nature. If he should get a chance to do us a bad turn, he’d probably do it, just as he always has. You’ve heard that old saying that the leopard can’t change its spots, haven’t you? Buck sure had a lot of spots.”