Harriet nodded and smiled.
"But I thought you said he had no gun," objected Miss Elting.
"He hasn't now. I have his gun," answered Harriet with a twinkle in
her eyes. "Yes, it is a rifle. I am glad we have it, for, from the
present outlook, we shall need it." She stepped away and from a rock
picked up a repeating rifle. This the intruder had dropped. Harriet
had picked up the weapon and taken it to camp, laying it down to
continue her stone-throwing. She had forgotten all about the gun until
the excitement had subsided somewhat, and Miss Elting and the guide had
begun questioning her. Janus took the rifle, turning it over in his
hands, examining it with critical eyes.
"Modern gun, thirty-eight calibre, repeating," he muttered. "Well, I
swum!"
"Do you recognize it?" asked the guardian.
Janus shook his head. "Of course, you will keep it for the present."
"Until the owner calls for it, Miss," replied Janus grimly, whereat
there was a giggle from Margery.
"Tell us how you discovered the man. Let us have the whole story,"
urged Miss Elting. Harriet related briefly how she had discovered the
stranger and all that followed until she had driven him into the camp,
as she had hoped to be able to do, believing that Janus would be able
to capture the man.
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