"
Fifteen minutes of hard labor sufficed to raise the horses a little and
to place them in greater comfort. The sharp edges of the beams no
longer cut into the flesh, and their breathing was less labored. The
party paused to rest from their efforts.
"If we had some rope and pulleys we could get the animals out without
much difficulty," reflected Janus. "But how to do it now I don't know.
I swum! I'm dead-beat."
"Can you lift?" questioned Jane.
"Tolerable."
"Then why not pick up first one fore-foot, then another, and place them
on the planks. You'll see what the horses will do then."
Janus scratched his head and fingered his beard.
"I swum, Jim!" he grinned, "let's try it."
Each man took hold of a fore-foot of each horse, and, without much
difficulty, raised it to the planks before each animal. They were
about to go after the other fore-foot when Tommy, who had been standing
back at a safe distance, attracted their attention by uttering a little
cry.
"Oh, look! it ith growing light," she exclaimed.
"Daylight? Why, it is getting light," cried Margery.
A faint glow was flickering at the end of the bridge, casting rays
through the farther portion of the covered structure.
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