At one side was an old well, with a chain windlass for drawing water, yet there was no house or other building anywhere in sight.
While the party halted, puzzled which way to proceed, the mule approached the well and tried to look into it.
"He's thirsty," said Betsy.
"It's a dry well," remarked Shaggy.

"Probably there has been no water in it for many years.

But, come; let us decide which way to travel." No one seemed able to decide that.

They sat down in a group and tried to consider which road might be the best to take.

Hank, however, could not keep away from the well and finally he reared up on his hind legs, got his head over the edge and uttered a loud "Hee-haw!" Betsy watched her animal friend curiously.
"I wonder if he sees anything down there ?" she said.
At this, Shaggy rose and went over to the well to investigate, and Betsy went with him.