The Warden remained at the site for the remainder of the day, along with Mr. Pendanski and Mr. Sir, who showed up after a while.
Occasionally Mr. Sir would leave to take water to the other groups of campers, but otherwise he and the water truck stayed parked there.
The Warden saw to it that nobody in Group D was ever thirsty. Stanley did as he was told.
He carefully looked through all the dirt dug up by Zero, as he shoveled it into a wheelbarrow, though he knew he wouldn't find anything.
It was easier than digging his own hole. When the wheelbarrow was full, he took it a good distance away before dumping it.
The Warden couldn't keep still. She kept walking around, looking over the boys' shoulders, and sticking her pitchfork through the dirt piles.
“You're doing fine, just fine,” she told Stanley.
After a while, she told the boys to switch places, so that Stanley, Zigzag, and Magnet dug in the holes,
and Zero, Armpit, and Squid shoveled the excavated dirt into the wheelbarrows.
After lunch, Zero took over the digging again, and Stanley returned to the wheelbarrow.
“There's no hurry,” the Warden said several times. “The main thing is not to miss anything.”
The boys dug until each hole was well over six feet deep and wide.
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