But even in the darkness they felt something.

It was as if not only the torrent rushing through the chasm, but MacDonald's heart as well, was charging the air with a strange and subdued excitement.

And when MacDonald spoke, that which they had felt was in his voice.
"You ain't seen or heard anything, Johnny ?" "Nothing.

And you--Donald ?" In the darkness, Joanne went to the old man, and her hand found one of his, and clasped it tightly; and she found that Donald MacDonald's big hand was trembling in a strange and curious way, and she could feel him quivering.
"You found Jane ?" she whispered.
"Yes, I found her, little Joanne." She did not let go of his hand until they entered the open space which Aldous had made in the spruce.

Then she remembered what Aldous had said to her earlier in the day, and cheerfully she lighted the two candles they had set out, and forced Aldous down first upon the ground, and then MacDonald, and began to help them to beans and meat and bannock, while all the time her heart was crying out to know about the cavern--and Jane.