They all hastened to where Jerry stood on the brink of what they saw was a deep gulch. There, on the edge, were the unmistakable signs of someone having slipped over. The earth and grass was torn, as though the person had vainly tried to prevent a fall.
“Is it—is he——” faltered Andy.
“Look,” answered Jerry. And, as they gazed over the brink, they saw, lying in a huddled heap at the bottom of the gulch, the figure of a man.
[CHAPTER XXIV]
DISCLOSURES
“Is it—is it the professor?” gasped Andy, in a low voice.
“I’m almost sure it is,” replied Jerry, “though of course I may be mistaken. But we must find out at once. And, whoever it is will be in need of help. Someone must go down there.”
“I’ll go!” offered Ned. He was lighter than Jerry, and more lively on his feet than Bob. In fact, Bob’s accident had made him a bit timid. Andy could hardly be trusted to go down into the deep gully, so Ned was really the only available person.
“I’ll go,” he said again. “What’ll I do, Jerry?”