You leave it to
Harriet Burrell to take care of herself. I tell you it's all right.
Hoo-e-e-e-e!"
"Don't! Oh, don't!" begged the guardian.
"Why not? She'll hear me and she'll know which way to go when she
comes up from the water," answered Crazy Jane breezily. She was
putting on a brave show of cheerfulness, and somehow this cheerfulness
began to take hold of Miss Elting. Her shattered hopes began to rise;
she began to take courage even against her better judgment, which told
her that Harriet could not possibly have escaped. Even granting that
she had, they would have seen or heard from her before this.
Janus stood dripping beside them.
"Now, you ladies go back. I'll do all the looking that's necessary.
Candidly, I don't think Miss Harriet escaped. She was caught when the
old bridge fell down, but I'll keep on looking for her. I'll keep
right on looking all the rest of the night."
Jane led Miss Elting up the bank despite the protests of the guardian
that she did not wish to go, but preferred to remain where she was.
"We can do nothing here," urged Jane, more gently now.
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