There's nothing in it that we really need, you know, now that I've taken out the luncheon box, and by night we'll be down in the valley." "Of course!" laughed David.

"We don't need that." And he laughed again, for pure joy.

Little use had David for bags or baggage! They were more than halfway down the mountain now, and soon they reached a grass-grown road, little traveled, but yet a road.

Still later they came to where four ways crossed, and two of them bore the marks of many wheels.

By sundown the little brook at their side murmured softly of quiet fields and meadows, and David knew that the valley was reached.
David was not laughing now.