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Polly laughed as she watched her beaver join the workers and scold them for laziness while he was absent visiting a friend. "Let's get the burros, now, and I'll show you a place where we can lunch while I tell you how Grandfather and I got to know each other so well," suggested Polly. As the girls rode along the up-trail, Polly told the story.
Several of the highbred animals pulled at their halters and, with drawn-back lips, snapped viciously at the air as if to warn away the destruction. "Oh, oh! Will it hit us?" wailed Barbara. "No, we are safe on this opposite up-trail now.
"Not right away. We got hurry-up business first." "I wanta go to my daddy." "Sure. Soon as we can. But we'll drift over to where yore sister's at first off. We're both wore to a frazzle, mebbe, but we got to trail over an' find out what's bitin' Dug." The man saddled and took the up-trail, Keith clinging to his waist. At the head of the gulch the boy pointed out the way he and Otero had come.
Barbara was hidden deeper in the forest, and then he and Jeb took their places behind a bowlder whence they could watch the up-trail. With a revolver ready in each hand, they waited anxiously. But his wise precautions were unnecessary this time, for Bill soon rode up, calling loudly as he came. Sam Brewster sighed with relief to find a group of Oak Creek's leading citizens with the Sheriff.
The launch slipped neatly in beside the float. "Want any help?" asked the boat-man curiously as his passenger sprang from the moving launch. Spence did not hear him. He was already across the sodden planks. Only the up-trail now lay between him and the end or the beginning. The shadows of the trees stretched waving arms. He felt strong as steel, light as air as he sprang up the wooded path....
Then Howard turned Sanchia's horse loose, driving the animal down into a dark ravine where there would be no finding it in the night-time. 'It's only a chance, he said, 'but then that's better than just sitting and sucking our thumbs. We take the up-trail here. They came out upon the tablelands above Bear Valley.
"I'm goin' down for a doctor," and then he went striding away, even as Joshua Ward took the up-trail. Parker spent all that day in sober thought, and then, forming his resolution, took passage on the first tote-team that went floundering through toward Sunkhaze. His departure was neither hindered nor encouraged.
"Oh, Polly!" wept Anne and Eleanor, deeply affected by the tale, but Barbara plaintively remarked, "Do talk of something cheerful!" "All right, Bob, I'll tell you something that will cheer your woeful heart!" jeered Eleanor, impatiently. "I'm going to take that Red Man's up-trail, soon, and rediscover the mine, then I'll give it to Polly for a present for her loyalty to Old Montresor!"
Shep, who had run, barking, to retrieve his lost discovery from the black pool under the waterfall, snapped his disappointment from the bank and then splashed through the creek after his mistress. Two hundred yards the girl raced along the up-trail, her mare running, her dog struggling hard to keep up. Then with a new, sudden fear she jerked her pony to a standstill.
But with quick, steady fingers she dried it against her skirt and thrust it into the only place where she could be sure of safety, where its voice would be silenced to all except her own heart, deep into the bosom of her waist. And again she was on Gypsy's back, again fleeing along the up-trail.
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