In whichever direction they looked,
however, they were unable to discover anything that seemed to indicate a
claim.
"I tell you we've come to the wrong place," said George, easily the most
discouraged of the band. "There isn't anything here and I knew there
wasn't all the while."
"Why did you come then?" demanded John irritably.
"I didn't want to break up the party," responded George.
"What shall we do now?" asked Fred, whose distress of mind was manifest in
the tones of his voice.
"There's nothing to do but quit," said George. "It's a wise man that knows
when he has had enough and I've had all I want."
"Q.E.D.," said Grant dryly.
"What do you mean by that?" demanded George.
"You know what it stands for," answered Grant. "All I meant was that you
proved what you started out to prove."
"What is that?" demanded George.
"Why that you're a wise man and know when to quit."
"But honestly, Soc, isn't that the way you feel about it, too?" demanded
Fred disconsolately.
"'Honestly,' Fred," retorted Grant mockingly, "it's _not_ the way I feel
about it. I'm not going to give up. Did you ever hear the story of Bruce
and the spider?"
"Only a few times," laughed John.
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