It was all that
she could do to keep from breaking down and crying, but she knew she
must keep up her courage. Besides, she was still hoping, at times
almost believing, that they would find Harriet Burrell awaiting them on
shore.
"Didn't you find her?" cried Hazel. They had climbed the steep bank
and returned to the girls.
Neither woman answered.
Margery burst forth into a loud wail. Tommy and Hazel stood in blank,
rigid silence. They could not believe that Harriet was gone. Miss
Elting sank down on a pack, while Jane stood gazing moodily off over
the sluggish river.
Janus came in a few moments behind the guardian and Jane, his arms
hanging limply at his sides, his chin lowered almost to his chest.
"I'm afraid it isn't any use to look further," he said. The little
party scarcely heard the guide. Jim had gone on up the bank. They
could hear him whistling and chirping to the missing horses to call
them to him. Then they caught the sound of a whinny and a moment later
another. The animals had heard and recognized their master. Jim
captured and haltered them with the ropes that he had brought from the
carry-all for the purpose.
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