ary, Jane has discovered
something."

"Why do you think that?"

"I can tell by the swing of her shoulders. Miss Elting, Crazy Jane has
beaten us all; you see if she hasn't. Hoo-e-e-e!"

"Jane! Oh, Jane! Did you find something?" cried Tommy, in a shrill,
high-pitched voice that Margery declared might have been heard a mile
away. "What did you find?"

"Did I find thomething?" mimicked Jane. "Does Crazy Jane McCarthy ever
fail to get what she goes after? Yes, I did find something; something,
too, that will make you girls open your eyes. And you too, Mr. Grubb!
Sh-h-! Not a word," she warned dramatically. "Come over by the
campfire, where we can see, and I'll show you all----"

"Thomething," finished Tommy Thompson.

"Yes, 'thomething,'" answered Jane with a nod, then hurried toward the
camp. Her companions raced after her, Janus Grubb bringing up the rear
in long strides, the fingers of one hand clutched in his abundant
whiskers. Jim stood gazing after them, his underjaw drooping. Jim
hadn't yet quite come to an understanding of this most unusual company.
He stood there wondering until the girls had passed out of his sight,
after which the driver, with hands thrust deep in his pockets, walked
slowly campward, trying to make up his mind what had happened.

CHAPTER IX

SCALING THE HIGH CLIFFS

"Sit down, darlin's," commanded Jane, after the eager girls had reached
their campfire. "Sit down and make yourselves comfortable."

"For goodness' sake, tell us!" exclaimed Margery. "Can't you see we
are all just perishing with curiosity?"

"Yeth. I'm motht thuffocated from holding my breath," declared Tommy.
"But Buthter ith thuffocated hecauthe she ith tho fat. Don't you think
it ith awful to be tho fat, Mr. Januth?" She gazed, in apparent
unblinking innocence, at the solemn-faced guide, who answered with
twinkling eyes.

"I dunno, Miss. I never was fat. Never had time to eat enough to make
me fat."

"That ith too bad," answered Tommy sympathetically.

"Come, come, Jane, don't keep us in suspense. What did you find, or
didn't you find anything at all?" urged Miss Elting.

"Don't worry. I made a find, but you never could guess, if you lived a
thousand years, what I found. I couldn't have guessed it either. Nor
could Harriet, as sharp as she is. Now, listen, darlin's. I found--I
found--oh, if you knew how funny you all look! I found an old pair of
specs--spectacles. I fooled you th