"He carried Dolly off all right;
this is Dolly Ransom, you know. But he didn't catch me."
"Then how in tarnation did you come to be lost, too? You was, wasn't
you? They told us two girls was missin'."
"Well, we were asleep in the open air, outside the tent, and I woke up
just as he was carrying Dolly off. I didn't wake up until he'd got out
of the firelight, and there wasn't any use calling anyone else. So I
just followed myself."
"She says anyone would have done it," Dolly broke in, her eyes shining.
"But I don't believe it, do you?"
"No, by Godfrey!" he said, emphatically. "A greenhorn, goin' out in them
woods at night, in the dark, and a girl, at that? I guess not!"
He looked at Bessie, as if puzzled to learn that she had actually done
such a thing.
"Well, you're all right now," he said. "Here, I'll just give the signal
we fixed up. Listen, now!"
He raised his rifle, and, pointing it straight in the air, fired two
shots, and then, after a brief interval, two more.
"The sound of that'll carry a long way," he explained, "and that means
that you're both found.
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