“I guess we all are,” answered Jerry grimly. “Well, since it’s a tie as far as you and I are concerned, Ned, we’d better try first one way and then the other. We must keep our eyes open for any marks that we noticed in coming into this place. We should have marked the trail in some way.”
“Um,” agreed Ned. “Lock the stable door after the auto has been run out! Fine!”
“Well, have you anything better to propose?” asked Jerry, a bit sharply.
“Oh, no,” Ned answered. “And I didn’t mean to be sarcastic. We’ll try your way first, Jerry.”
This was giving in, and the tall lad understood it so. He smiled and got up from the rock on which he had been sitting as they ate.
“Let’s go!” he proposed. “And make it snappy!”
The boys turned as near south as they could make that direction, judging from the sun, which was now low in the west and would soon be lost to sight behind the high, rocky wall of the canyon. Tramping along the rough trail their eyes sought for the sight of any landmark they might have noticed when coming in.
But they saw nothing familiar, and the farther they went the more discouraged they became. Jerry was about to admit that he was wrong in his surmise, and to propose going back, when Bob said:
“Well, if we stay here long enough Tinny and Bill will come for us, won’t they?”
“Will they know where to look?” asked Ned.