It did not take the girls
long to start a fire in the small cook stove. They threw open the
windows, the "Shelter" warming up very quickly.
The girls began work at once, Janus showing them how to make the kind
of corn cakes that are popular with the mountain guides in the White
Mountain range. All the time Harriet Burrell was thinking intently
over their situation and the loss of the supplies. She was considering
the perplexing problems from different viewpoints, with a view toward
solving them.
"What did the thief do with our supplies?" she demanded, turning to the
guide.
"Probably took them away with him. That's the way thieves usually do.
Otherwise, what's the use in stealing?"
"I don't think so, sir. I do not believe this thief took the stuff
because he wanted it, but rather to make you trouble."
"Maybe, maybe. It's all the same thing."
"Oh, no, sir; it isn't, not if he did not carry the stuff away with
him. If he did not carry it away with him, what could he have done
with it?" She regarded Mr. Grubb inquiringly.
"I swum! I don't know," declared Janus, looking deeply puzzled.
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