Once Margery lost her footing on one of these shale shelfs. She
fell flat on her back and slid screaming a full twenty yards, shooting
out on a grassy slope little the worse for her slide, except that she
had been badly frightened.
Tommy was delighted.
"Wouldn't Buthter make a fine toboggan?" she laughed.
Reaching the bottom of the gully, a long, narrow crevasse in the
mountain, they began the real ascent. Up and up they went, now and
then lying against a rock, to which they clung, out of breath from
their exertions, their faces flushed and warm. Far above them Janus
pointed out a little projection of rock that seemed no larger than a
human hand.
"That," said the guide, "is where we camp to-night,"
"Thave me!" wailed Tommy.
"Keep going. We _must_ reach the Sokoki Leap before dark," urged
Janus. And far up there on the mountainside the Meadow-Brook Girls
fixed their gaze on the bit of rock that was to be their sleeping
place, and where they were to spend a night more full of interest than
they dreamed.
CHAPTER X
A SLIPPERY CLIMB
For a few moments after the guide's ultimatum they plodded patiently
along.
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