"
"I'll take care of the rascal, once I set eyes on him," growled the
guide. "What-for-looking man was he?"
Miss Elting described her caller, Harriet adding a few words with
reference to the peculiar hitch of Collins's shoulders as he walked.
Janus eyed the guardian with a worried look. His fingers opened and
closed nervously. He gulped, then turned to her.
"Perhaps I'd better not go on with you. I'll get some one else to take
you through the mountains. I----"
"No, Mr. Grubb. You will go on with us," insisted Miss Elting. "We
are not afraid. We are quite used to taking care of ourselves, but I
wished to impress upon you the advisability of being on your guard. If
you have an enemy who intends to do you harm, naturally we shall be
likely to suffer with you. For that reason I urge caution. Another
thing about which I should like to speak is the burning of the bridge
this evening."
Janus braced himself. It was as if he looked for an inquiry on this
subject, but had been hoping to avoid it.
"Yes?"
"I wish some one would explain how the bridge happened to catch fire,"
urged the guardian.
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