s, I know. Get to one side," replied Harriet laughingly.

"What is it, honey?" whispered Jane.

"Wait! You'll see some fun in a moment. You may trust Tommy to get
even every time. There he comes!"

Janus, under Tommy's urging, had leaned well forward. He was grinning
even more broadly than before, pulling on the line with all his might,
the perspiration dripping from his forehead. All at once Tommy swung
in the foot that was free and thrust it straight up the slope. The
little projection caught her foot. Tommy stiffened one leg and stopped
short with a jolt which shook her slender body. But she didn't care.

"Thave me!" howled the little, lisping girl.

Janus, caught off his balance, did exactly what Harriet Burrell had
foreseen he would do. The guide was jerked from his feet, and,
throwing out both hands before him to protect himself, went shooting
down the incline headfirst.

"Grab the rope!" he shouted, as he pitched over.

In the meantime something was happening to Grace Thompson. No one
having grabbed the line, she, too, shot backward head first.

Harriet, fearing that the girl's head would be crushed when she reached
the bottom of the slope, sprang forward, and, bracing herself, stooped
over with her hands close to the ground. It all happened in a few
seconds. Jane had barely time to collect her thoughts when Tommy was
caught in Harriet's net. Harriet had caught her by the shoulders and
stopped the force of the slide, but in doing so she herself toppled
over backward.

Jane uttered a war whoop. Her joyous shout died a sudden death when
the oncoming Janus collided with her, bowling Crazy Jane over. She
quickly rolled out of the way while the guide continued on over the
edge, tumbling down a second incline to the surface of a flat rock
about eight feet below.

Tommy got up, gazing about her in mild amazement.

"Did thomebody fall down, Harriet?" she asked.

"No, somebody fell up," jeered Jane.

"Look after Mr. Grubb," cried the guardian; "I fear he is hurt."

Janus pulled himself slowly to a sitting position, and took an
inventory to make sure that he was all there and still fastened
together. For the moment he was not quite clear as to what really had
occurred. When he saw the blue eyes of Tommy Thompson peering over at
him, he remembered.

"Oh, that ith too bad, Mr. Januth," she said with a voice full of
sympathy. "You thouldn't have let go. I might have broken my
prethiouth