"No one can approach us without being seen." For another moment MacDonald hesitated.

Then he said: "Do you see that break over there across the plain?
It's the open to a gorge.

Johnny, it do seem unreasonable--it do seem as though I must ha' been dreamin'-- when I think that it took us twenty hours! But the snow was to my waist in this plain, an' it was slow work--turrible slow work! I think the cavern--ain't on'y a little way up that gorge." "You can make it before the sun is quite gone." "An' I could hear you shout, or your gun.

I could ride back in five minutes--an' I wouldn't be gone an hour." "There is no danger," urged Aldous.
A deep breath came from old Donald's breast.
"I guess--I'll go, Johnny, if you an' Joanne don't mind." He looked about him, and then he pointed toward the face of a great rock.
"Put the tepee up near that," he said.

"Pile the saddles, an' the blankets, an' the panniers around it, so it'll look like a real camp, Johnny.