it over her, so
she could get up without disturbing the camp.

"Roll up when you are ready," directed the guide.

Each girl, except Tommy, lay down on her blanket, and, tucking in one
edge, proceeded to roll herself up in it Indian-fashion, leaving only
her head and face exposed to the air. Tommy sat up, observing them
solemnly.

"You look like a lot of mummieth," she declared.

"And we feel like them, darlin'," answered Jane.

The guide now proceeded to wrap the free end of rope about each girl's
waist over the blanket, except in Tommy's case. She preferred to have
the rope about her waist before rolling up in her blanket, determining
in her own mind to slip the loop off after the others had gone to
sleep. Fortunately, however, Tommy Thompson's eyes grew heavy and she
dropped to sleep ahead of her companions. The guide lay down with his
blanket half folded over him without a single worry on his mind,
knowing that his charges could not get far away without a pulling on
the lines that would awaken him.

But when the pulling on the lines did come, Janus Grubb was not
prepared for it, and the camp of the Meadow-Brook Girls was thrown into
wild excitement by what followed.

CHAPTER XII

TOMMY FALLS OUT OF BED

The night was far spent, and the air at their altitude was crisp and
chill. Below them a fog had settled over the canyons and gullies,
blotting the landscape entirely from the sight of any one above the
mist line. But, though there was no moon, objects could be made out
with reasonable distinctness on Sokoki Leap, where the girls, their
guardian and the guide were sleeping more or less soundly. Toward
morning, however, Tommy awoke with a start. She twitched and jerked,
rolled herself into a ball, straightened out again and twisted and
turned, wide awake and nervous. Her rope being long, the guide was not
disturbed--at least, not then.

An owl hooted high in a ledge above their camping place. It hooted
three times. Tommy rose, throwing off her blanket. She stood
shivering in her kimono, for the air had grown chilly, undecided
whether to awaken the camp or lie down again. Finally she sank down
and rolled over and over in her blanket, this time determined to wrap
up so snugly that the cold could not reach her.

Then came the interruption, starting with a scream so terrifying as to
awaken every member of the party and to frighten the owl into sudden
silence. Shouts were heard from all