THREE:He looked about now for a sign of either party. Across the creek was some one riding slowly along the crest of a hill, seeming so small and creeping that only a very trained eye could have made it out. It was probably a hound. The hares lay low, in ca?ons and gullies and brush, as a rule. As he scanned the rest of the valley, his horse stopped short, with its fore legs planted stiffly. He looked down and saw that he was at the brink of a sheer fall of twenty feet or more, like a hole scooped in the side of the little rise he was riding over. He remembered, then, that there was a cave somewhere about. He had often heard of it, and probably it was this. He dismounted, and, tying the pony in a clump of bushes, walked down and around to investigate.
THREE:But Jeff could go along. Dick took up the idea eagerly. Couldnt you, Jeff? And tell him what to do in an emergency!
THREE:[See larger version]They managed to get somebody on the yacht, Sandy guessed, and then to be sure that there was no hitch, divided into three groupsJeff, possibly the ringleader after all, in his airplane, two in the seaplane, the other two in the amphibian.
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