"It was over this way. Come on,
boys!"
Together they dashed through the bushes, trampling the underbrush
beneath their feet. The lanterns they carried gave but poor light
and more than once they crashed into trees. But they kept on,
stopping now and then to call again and listen for the answer.
"Look! A light!" suddenly cried Jack, pointing off to the left.
"Come on!" shouted Ed, and they changed their course. Five minutes
more of difficult going, for they had gotten off the path, brought
them to the pine hut. In the doorway stood two girls with their
arms about each other.
"Cora!" gasped Walter and Ed in one voice. "And the other may
be--Laurel," murmured Jack, and then he too cried: "Cora!"
The next instant he had his sister in his arms, and there arose a
confused clamor of joyful voices, each person trying to talk above
the others.
"And--and you are really alive!" cried Jack, holding his sister off
at arm's length and gazing fondly at her.
"Yes, Jack," was the glad response. "You see, Jack dear, it takes a
good deal to do away with me."
"But--but something surely happened!" he insisted.
"Of course it did, but I'm not going to tell you about it now."
"Yes, make her, Jack!" insisted Walter and Ed.
"And your friend," added Cora's brother in a low voice.
"Oh, I almost forgot," she replied. "Boys, this is Laurel--Wild
Laurel if you like.
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