When he did, he uttered a yell.
"Come back!" he roared.
But the two girls were past coming back for the time being. The third
girl, Harriet Burrell, was running toward the upper end of the Slide,
having made a short detour to enable her to get exactly in line with
it. Now she raised herself on her tiptoes, at the same time bending
over and taking a low, shooting leap, dived headfirst to the Slide,
down which she shot at a dizzy rate of speed.
"Oh, she'll be killed!" Crazy Jane halted at the top, gazed down the
long, slippery rock, then plumped herself down on the Slide in a
sitting posture. She was on her way before she found time to change
her mind. When she did change her mind it did her no good, so far as
changing the situation was concerned. A procession of Meadow-Brook
Girls was well started on a perilous journey, the result of which could
not be foreseen by the three members of the party left in the camp.
CHAPTER XVII
WHAT CAME OF SHOOTING THE CHUTE
Miss Elting had begun to unwind herself the instant her attention had
been called to Grace Thompson's perilous position at the head of the
chute.
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