"I've tested it, and feel certain it will hold for an hour or so, anyhow, Jack. And by then we ought to be back in camp."
"Will, if we have any luck at all," asserted Jack.
"Now I'll get busy on the other hole," continued Tom. "Though that isn't so important, as it's at the top of the reservoir. Still, it might be just as well to close it up in order to avoid waste. Besides, there's always danger of an explosion if your tank sprinkles this deadly stuff around."
Jack took occasion to step aside to where he could look up between the trees and glimpse the dimly seen chateau, knowing now just where to look for it. When he came back he had information to impart that he thought would please Tom.
"Still a blaze up there, Tom, showing that the conference isn't over yet."
Presently Tom straightened up.
"That is all done," he announced, in a satisfied tone. "And done well in the bargain. Now bring along your gas, and be careful how you pour it in. By good luck I've got a funnel that can be used. I'll hold it while you start things going. Jack. Easy now, no hurry; every drop is precious remember!"
The contents of the little pail was presently successfully transferred into the reservoir which Tom had so adroitly mended after its rough
