of Miss Elting and her two charges.
However, the blanket had served to break the fall of the unfortunate
mountain climber.

The next instant the other two girls came tumbling down, but they fell
feet first.

"Out of the way!" cried Jane.

Harriet threw herself to one side in order not to fall directly on
Hazel, whom those below had had no time to get out of the path of the
others. The result of Harriet's throwing herself sideways was that she
fell heavily on her side. She lay still. Jane came straight down,
reaching the rocks on all fours right over Hazel. The shock was a
severe one, and, for the moment, Jane feared she had broken both
wrists. Miss Elting dragged her aside, then drew Hazel from beneath
the tree. This move was made just in time, for at that juncture
something else occurred: Janus Grubb lost his footing and came crashing
down.

Janus landed in a heap on the gray blanket. The fall stunned him
briefly. But no one gave any heed to Janus. Miss Elting, Tommy and
Margery were working over Hazel.

"Look after Harriet," directed the guardian sharply.

"Oh, my dear, are you hurt?" begged Margery.

"I--I don't know. My side hurts. Let me lie still a little. I--I
guess I shall be all right soon."

"Well, I swum!" grunted the guide, getting unsteadily to his feet. "I
swum!"

Jane was sitting on the ground, a little dazed from her fall. She
stood up and leaned against the tree; then, observing that Harriet's
face was pale, she staggered over and sat down heavily beside her
friend.

"Oh, what a mess!" she groaned. "Are you hurt, darlin'?"

"No!" Harriet sat up determinedly, but the effort gave her pain. She
winced a little, but made no sound.

"My kingdom for a motor car!" cried Jane.

"Let me help you, Harriet." Harriet attempted to rise, but had to sit
down again. Jane slipped an arm about her waist and lifted the girl to
her feet. "Hadn't you better not sit down, darlin'?"

"I feel better standing up. Hazel isn't much injured, is she, Miss
Elting?"

"I can't find that there is anything very serious. I think she must
have bumped her head in falling through the tree. She certainly has
not added to the beauty of her face."

Hazel shook her head and essayed a smile.

"Did I fall gracefully?" she asked plaintively.

"Will you listen to her?" laughed Jane. "You did it as gracefully as
the lady who dived from the top of a house into a tank full of water at
the county fair