"Will you let us see the treasure ?" In spite of his banter there was gladness in his face at Rod's arrival.
The youth threw off his pack with a spiritless effort and flopped into a chair as though in the last stage of exhaustion.
"You'll have to undo the pack," he replied.

"I'm too tired and hungry." Wabi's manner changed at once to one of real sympathy.
"I'll bet you're tired, Rod, and half starved.

We'll have dinner in a hurry.

Ho, Muky, put on the steak, will you ?" There followed a rattle of kettles and tin pans and the Indian youth gave Rod a glad slap on the back as he hurried to the table.

He was evidently in high spirits, and burst into a snatch of song as he cut up a loaf of bread.
"I'm tickled to see you back," he admitted, "for I was getting a little bit nervous.