Everybody turned.
And as they did so, the figure hastened its pace.

A moment later, a booming voice sounded, the unmistakable voice of Harry Harkins: "I sye! What's the matter over there?
Did somebody fall in ?" The puffing of gasoline engines ceased.

A moment more and the gurgling cough of the pumps was stilled, while the shouting and laughter of a great crowd sounded through the hills.

A leaping form went forward, Sam Herbenfelder, to seize Harry, to pat him and paw him, as though in assurance that he really was alive, then to grasp wildly at the ring on his finger.

But Harry waved him aside.
"Ain't I paid the installment on it ?" he remonstrated.