"I'll hammer you into submission."
"By jinks! but you always were a cheerful brute, Baxter," cried Sam.
"Shut up and come along," growled the bully.
Feeling it would be folly to resist, the two Rovers moved off with the
party. The big guide led the way and the others followed.
"You may as well earn your salt," observed Baxter. "Here, take hold and
pull one of the sleds."
He placed the rope in their hands and compelled them to haul the load,
which they did unwillingly enough.
Curious as it may seem, none of the Baxter party had given a thought to
the sled which Sam and Tom had had with them, and this had been left
under the bushes at the spot where Husty had discovered the Rovers.
At first Tom and Sam had thought to speak about the matter, but they
finally decided it would be better to run the risk of losing that
portion of the outfit entirely than to place it in the hands of their
enemy.
The way was rough, and it was only with the greatest of difficulty that
they could drag the sleds along. But less than half an hour brought them
to the spot which Bill Harney had in mind--a grand and wild place, where
the mountain appeared to split in two for a distance of several hundred
feet.
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