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“If we urge him enough, he will,” Jack replied gloomily. “It’s only his conscience that’s holding him back. He figures he owes us a duty. We’ve postponed our canoe trip so many times.”

“We mustn’t stand in his way, Jack.”

“We won’t, Ken. We’ll convince him somehow that he should go. Golly! I sure wish we could make the trip with him!”

“Probably we could, if we could raise the dough.”

“Don’t be simple!” Jack replied with a short laugh. “We couldn’t earn enough for plane fares if we saved our cash for a year. This trip is immediate.”

“It’s hopeless, I guess,” Ken agreed with a shrug. “No use thinking about it.”

By this time the two Explorers were within view of the observation tower where they had spent so many hours on duty.

Instinctively, they raised their eyes to the platform. Jack waved and whistled, but in the semi-darkness of the street, the man who was in service there, did not see him.

The two went on, approaching the old cemetery road.

“There’s your friend!” Ken announced with a chuckle.