Janus crawled up to Jane, who sat beside the unconscious girl.
"Well, I swum!" he exclaimed.
"Do something!" exploded Jane. "Do you want us to tell you what to do?"
"No, Miss; I know."
"Pardon me. I didn't mean to be rude. Only get Hazel out of the tree.
She must have help at once. Go down and help Harriet lift her. I'll
try to get her foot out of the crotch of the tree when you lift her off
the limb. But be careful and don't lose your hold on her."
"If you will come here and support Hazel's shoulders I think I shall be
able to do better by lifting her at the waist," suggested Harriet. "I
am afraid you had better remain down there, Miss Elting," she called as
the guardian made ready to climb the tree; "there isn't room for all of
us. Besides, the tree might break. I don't know how strong these
limbs really are. You might have one of the girls bring a blanket.
There is one on top of the tree, but we can't get it."
Tommy climbed back to the trail, throwing a blanket down. In the
meantime, Jane had got down and was supporting Hazel's head and
shoulders. Harriet braced herself, back and feet, against the limbs of
the tree, both arms about the waist of the imprisoned, unconscious
girl.
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