throw herself over the rocky wall.

"It's just a chance," went on Rosemary, "but I'm going to take it. A
desperate chance!"

"But what, Rosemary?"

"I'm going to play a trick on these Indians! I think I can do it!"

"A trick?"

"Yes. As soon as the next period of heavy firing quiets down I'm going
to rush out, yelling, and point back to the cave. I want you to do the
same."

"But what good will it do?"

"It will give the Indians the impression that our friends--or some
one--has managed to get up the rocks, and that they are coming from the
rear. There may be an entrance into that cave from the back. I don't
know, and I don't believe these Indians do. Anyhow if we rush out, all
excited, yelling as hard as we can, and pointing to the cave back of
us, I think the Yaquis will take the alarm and become so confused that
our friends, whoever they are out there, will be able to rush this
position."

As yet, you must understand, Rosemary and her brother were unaware of
the identity of the attackers.

Rosemary started up from where she was sitting in their extemporized
and miserable prison cave. It was evidently her intention to put into
operation at once her desperate plan.

"Wait a minute!" exclaimed her brother.

"What for?" she questioned.

"I'm not so sure that it is the best thing to do," he answered.

Floyd was rather less impulsive than his sister--that is on occasions.
There were times when he could be more hot headed.

"Well, what else is there to do?" Rosemary asked.

She was going to be perfectly fair about it, and if Floyd had anything
better to offer as a suggestion she would listen to him.

"Let's think about it a bit longer," he finally said, with a long
intaking of breath, which told more plainly than words, how the
situation was oppressing him. "I'm sure it's mighty plucky of you,
Rosemary, to lay out such a plan as this, but I don't believe I ought
to let you try it. Something might happen."

"Something is going to happen anyhow," she said, with ominous quiet,
and a grim tightness showed in the lines of her mouth. "I believe
these Indians have just about reached the end of their rope. They have
been very patient with us--that is patient from their standpoint. Now
they have met with opposition, and they must know if they are
overpowered it will be to our advantage, and that our friends, or
whoever is out there firing, will take revenge."

"That's so," agreed Floyd.

"Well