Not a human being had they seen
since starting out to climb Mt. Chocorua except for Hazel's discovery
of the strange man whom she had caught spying on their camp at the
"Slide." The memory of that face still lingered in mind, nor had the
incident been forgotten by any member of the party. They wondered what
the next surprise would be. They were destined to know within a very
short time.
Walking was good by this time and the remaining distance to the
"Shelter" was covered at a greater rate of speed. Janus swung to the
right, then to the left, and behold, the little hut stood darkly before
them!
"Here we are," called the guide cheerily, striding over and throwing
open the door.
CHAPTER XIX
THE STORY THE LIGHT TOLD
"Strike a light, if you please," requested the guardian, as Janus stood
holding the door of the hut open for his charges to enter.
"You'll have a light directly," returned the guide, applying a lighted
match to the hanging lamp with its smoke-dimmed chimney.
"Oh, isn't it nice and cosy in here?" sighed Margery contentedly,
dropping down on a bench.
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