Something was swept from his hands by the
bushes and fell to the rocks with a clatter. The girls in camp heard
the sound.
"Harriet, what are you doing?" called Jane.
"Look out!" shouted Harriet. She started in pursuit of the fleeing
man, sending a shower of missiles after him. Some of the stones
dropped to the rocks back of the camp, rolling into the camp itself.
Then, to the amazement of the Meadow-Brook party, a man darted across a
corner of the lighted space, which he cleared in half a dozen leaps and
bounds, Harriet still hurling stones after him and shouting her
warnings to her companions.
The girls fled from the campfire, crying out in alarm. Janus, for the
instant, was overcome with surprise, but he pulled himself together
sharply, running to his pack and snatching up his revolver.
"It's our man!" cried Harriet. "I made him run."
"Thave me!" wailed Tommy, throwing herself flat on her face behind a
rock.
Janus had clattered down the rocks after the intruder. The guide's
revolver began to speak. He was firing wildly, not being able to see
the man, who either had got safely away, or else was in hiding behind
one of the many rocks and projections.
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