"We can't take much with us, you know," he said slowly. Then he took a sheet of memoranda from his pockets. "I have already spent for apparatus and chemicals to prepare the drugs"--he consulted his figures--"seventeen hundred and forty dollars, total. What we have still to spend will be very little, I should think. I propose we divide it three ways as we have been doing with the Museum?" "Four ways," said the Very Young Man. "I'm no kid any more. I got a good job--that is," he added with a rueful air, "I had a good job. To-morrow I quit." "Four ways," the Doctor corrected himself gravely. "I guess we can manage that." "What can we take with us, do you think?" asked the Big Business Man. "I think we should try strapping a belt around our waists, with pouches in it," said the Doctor. "I doubt if it would contract with our bodies, but still it might. If it didn't there would be no harm done; we could leave it behind." "You want food and water," said the Banker. "Remember that barren country you are going through." "And something on our feet," the Big Business Man put in. "I'd like to take a revolver, too," said the Very Young Man. "It might come in awful handy." "As I remember Rogers's description," said the Doctor thoughtfully, "the trip out is more difficult than going down. We mustn't overlook preparations for that; it is most imperative we should be careful." "Say, talking about getting back," burst out the Very Young Man. "I'd like to see that other drug work first. It would be pretty rotten to get in there and have it go back on us, wouldn't it? Oh, golly!" The Very Young Man sank back in his chair overcome by the picture he had conjured up. "I tried it," said the Doctor. "It works." "I'd like to see it again with something different," said the Big Business Man. "It can't do any harm." The Banker looked his protest, but said nothing. "What shall we try, a lizard?" suggested the Very Young Man. The Doctor shrugged his shoulders. "What'll we kill it with? Oh, I know." The Very Young Man picked up a heavy metal paper-weight from the desk. "This'll do the trick, fine," he added. Then, laying the paper-weight carefully aside, he dipped up a spoonful of water and offered it to the Doctor. "Not that water this time," said the Doctor, shaking his head with a smile. The Very Young Man looked blank. "Organisms in it," the Doctor explained briefly. "All right for them to get small from the other chemical, but we don't want them to get large and come out at us, do we?" "Holy Smoke, I should say not," said the Very Young Man, gasping; and the Banker growled: "Something's going to happen to us, playing with fire like this." The Doctor produced a little bottle. "I boiled this water," he said. "We can use this." It took but a moment to give the other drug to one of the remaining lizards, although they spilled more of the water than went down its throat.