The survey was brief. He led her forward a few paces
to a flat boulder, and there they seated themselves.
"I wonder where we are," she said.
"I give it up," he replied dismally. "There isn't much sense in
wandering over the whole confounded mountain, Miss Cameron, and not
getting anywhere. I am inclined to suspect that we are above Green
Fancy, but a long way off to the right of it. My bump of direction
tells me that we have been going to the right all of the time.
Admitting that to be the case, I am afraid to retrace our steps. The
Lord only knows what we might blunder into."
"I think the only sensible thing to do, Mr. Barnes, is to make
ourselves as snug and comfortable as we can and wait for the first
signs of daybreak."
He scowled,--and was glad that it was too dark for her to see his
face. He wondered if she fully appreciated what would happen to him if
the pursuers came upon him in this forbidding spot. He could almost
picture his own body lying there among the rocks and rotting, while
she--well, she would merely go back to Green Fancy.
"I fear you do not realise the extreme gravity of the situation."
"I do, but I also realise the folly of thrashing about in this brush
without in the least knowing where our steps are leading us.
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