They made merry over their scanty supper and finished with satisfied
appetites.
After supper Harriet asked the guide to prepare some torches, saying
she wished to look about to see if she could find anything. Janus said
there was no wood at hand fit for torches. No wood, no
lantern--nothing save the smoky old lamp in the "Shelter," and very
little oil in that. Janus said there had been a can of oil there a
week before that, but that some one must have carried it off, can and
all.
"I'll hold the light for you if you want to dig," he offered.
"Yes, please do that," urged Harriet. "I know where I wish to look.
If you will hold the light out there on the edge of that bank of rocks
I will go below. It is such a convenient place to throw things.
Tommy, look out that you don't throw your dishes over when you go out.
I think I will just wash that chimney before we go any further."
"Whatever you do don't drop it!" exclaimed Miss Elting. "We cannot get
along without the lamp."
"We can build up a fire outside, if necessary. I rather think that
would be a better idea still. What do you say, Mr.
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