Roger and I must tumble this shelter down, and scatter the sticks; for if anyone searching the hillside came along, he would guess that we had slept here, and there would be a hue and cry at once." The man had left, sometime before, for the valley; having gone off as soon as he had spoken to the girls.

Oswald and Roger ran down to the shelter, speedily threw the stones into a heap, and scattered the sticks; then, after glancing round to see that nothing had been left, they collected the blankets, provisions, and water skin; and, taking up these and Oswald's armour, ran in the direction that Oswald had pointed out to the girls.
The ground was thickly covered with heather, and they had to step carefully to avoid pressing it down.

They reached the edge of the plateau without seeing the girls and, after looking round for a minute or two, Oswald called aloud.
He was answered by a merry laugh, and Jessie's head rose above the heather.

They had, indeed, passed within five or six yards of the girls.
"That is good, indeed," Oswald said, as he lay down beside them.

"If I could not see you, when I was sure that you were quite near, there is no fear of any searchers lighting upon you.
"The sun has just risen, and a mist still hangs on the top of the hills," he went on; "and I am convinced that we cannot have been seen, for men placed on the watch are sure to be high up on the hills, and it will be some time yet before the sun rises high enough to drive away the mist." Although it was freezing sharply, they felt by no means cold as they lay, wrapped in their blankets, with the heather rising well above them, and sheltering them from a light breeze that had sprung up at sunrise.