But there's another point to be considered.
We very likely would have to obtain the permission of the Washington
authorities before we could run a line of lights out into the Gulf of
Mexico. You see, sir, so many uncharted lights might confuse the
navigators of passing ships."
"Write Washington, then, and find out where you stand in the matter,"
directed the treasurer.
"Yes, sir; I'll do that," Reade agreed.
"But don't order any electrical supplies until you've got an estimate of
the cost and have it approved by me," hinted President Bascomb. This
cautious direction made Mr. Prenter shrug his shoulders.
Dinner finished, all hands went out to sit on the porch. Mr. Bascomb soon
began to ask questions about the camp, the housing of the men, and about
other details of the camp.
"Although it is dark it's still early. Wouldn't you like to go over
through the camp with us?" proposed Tom.
Mr. Bascomb agreeing, the whole party set out, only Nicolas remaining
behind to keep an eye over the house.
Though he did not then suspect it Tom was on the threshold of more trouble
in the camp.
CHAPTER IX
INVITED TO LEAVE CAMP
Lanterns hung here and there on poles lighted the camp.
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