'
'We can't help it,' said Roy. 'It's no use trying to climb up the far side
over the top of the hill.'
'Not a bit. The first thing to do is to get out of this gorge. After that
we must see if we can't skirt round the base of the hill, and get back
somehow.'
Roy nodded, and for some distance they continued on their uncomfortable
way in silence.
'Not much more of it,' said Roy at last. 'We're getting near the mouth
now.'
'And that's where our troubles are going to begin,' said Ken with a smile.
'It looks to me as if we were the best part of three miles inland.'
'Which means that we've got to get through the whole bunch of the Turks,'
answered Roy. 'I say, don't you wish we'd got our whole crowd up here?
We'd take the enemy in the rear and play old Harry with them.'
'No use wishing that. But I'll tell you what, Roy. If we ever do get back
we'll have some useful information for the colonel.'
Roy nodded, as he scrambled on to the top of a big rock.
'I can see out of the mouth of the gorge from here,' he said, as he stood
on the summit, 'and by the look of the country you're about right as to
the course of this brook.
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