Who is coming first?"
"Let Mith Elting go, tho we can laugh at her," suggested Tommy
teasingly. "Thhe won't care if we laugh."
"Do!" giggled Margery.
"I shall be delighted if doing so will furnish you any amusement,"
answered the guardian calmly; "that is, provided you send Margery next,
then Grace, and so on."
Harriet promised to see that the order was followed out as suggested.
Miss Elting glanced up the sloping rock, took the line firmly in her
hand, then waved a good-bye to the girls. She stepped cautiously to
the rock, braced first one foot then the other, and leaned back until
her weight was directed in the right way. She then began walking up
the rock, hand over hand, with an ease that amazed the Meadow-Brook
Girls. Janus reached over and took firm hold of the guardian's arm for
the last step to insure her safety.
"I haven't heard any one laugh down there, girls," called the guardian,
presenting a smiling face to them. "You next, Margery. I hope you can
climb up as easily."
"Why, I didn't think it would be so easy. Of course I can do it.
Tommy, you watch me carefully so you'll know how to walk up.
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