Roy,
according to his promise, made Ken take the inner side, and in spite of
his nervousness, he slept like a log.
Ken roused at earliest dawn. A thin mist floated beneath them, hiding the
depths of the ravine. Musketry still crackled in the distance, but all
around was very still.
Ken shivered slightly, for the morning air bit chill. He sat up and shook
Roy, who was still sleeping peacefully.
'Daylight,' said Ken briefly. 'Time to get out of this.'
Roy sat up and stretched his great frame.
'What a life!' he said with a laugh. 'Yes, I suppose we'd best be
shifting.'
'Shall we breakfast now, or wait till we get up topside?' asked Ken.
Roy gave him a quick look.
'It might be as well to feed now,' he said quietly. 'You see, I haven't a
notion how we're going to get out of this.'
Ken stared. Such a point of view had never occurred to him. He had such
implicit faith in Roy's mountaineering capacity that he had taken it
absolutely for granted that Roy could find a way back to firm ground.
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