There was no doubt now as to what was to be done. Unless he could
bring help to his friend in a short time Ned knew it would mean
death. And that meant death for both, for young Napier would never
abandon his friend. Like a drunken man Ned turned and stumbled
forward.
CHAPTER XXXIII
A FORLORN DASH FOR HELP
Am hour later Alan Hope, carried by the faithful Elmer Grissom and
the jovial Bob Russell, was laid gently on a blanket by the fire
whose smoke had attracted the attention of the ragged, worn
wanderers. Not until the sun had set did the exhausted lad open his
eyes again. But water and food had been forced through his lips and
when reason came back strength was not far behind.
Ned sat by his chum's side all day, bathing his face and making him
as comfortable as possible; from Elmer's medicine packet. A few
mouthfuls of food had sufficed Ned. But that night, when Alan came
again to his senses, the four boys held a thanksgiving about a
cheerful fire and ate together. But it was no banquet.
What had happened was soon repeated to the weak but happy Alan.
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