"Dan will find out that you've helped me, and then he'll never forgive you.
Will you risk even that?"
"Kate," broke in Lee Haines, "don't stop for questions. Keep on and we'll
follow. I don't want to think of what may happen."
She turned without a word and went up the steep incline.
"What d'you think of your soft girl now?" panted Buck at the ear of Haines.
The latter flashed a significant look at him but said nothing. They reached
the top of the canyon wall and passed on among the boulders.
Kate had drawn back to them now, and they walked as cautiously as if there
were dried leaves under foot.
She had only lifted a finger of warning, and they knew that they were near
to the crisis. She came to the great rock around which she had first seen
the entrance to the cave on the day before. Inch by inch, with Buck and Lee
following her example, they worked toward the edge of the boulder and
peered carefully around it.
There opened the cave, and in front of it was Joan playing with what seemed
to be a ball of gray fur. Her hair tumbled loose and bright about her
shoulders; she wore the tawny hide which Kate had seen before, and on her
feet, since the sharp rocks had long before worn out her boots, she had
daintily fashioned moccasins.
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