“Now there you are!” he exclaimed, after bending down and examining the sand, which was pretty hard to be sure, but still the faint imprint of Clara’s footsteps could be seen.
“I’m afraid if you expect to follow my course you will have a hard time of it,” said Clara. “I was wandering about a long time before I met you, Dick.”
“I’m not going to,” replied Dick. “I think I can do it without the trail. Tell me, was this camp against the wall of the cave?”
“There were big rocks right back of where we were, if that is what you mean,” replied Clara.
“That’s it. How about the lake?”
“Oh, I saw nothing of the lake until I had been walking around for some time.”
“Would you know the place when you first struck it?”
“I think I should. There was a black rock sticking up out of the water.”
“Very good! Then we’ll go to the black rock. That’s easy found.”
“I thought that I could strike right over to the place,” remarked Clara, as they walked along. “I never had the faintest idea that I was going to get lost.”