"We are lost."
"You are right. We may find Tim again, but we are going to have trouble to do it."
"Listen! He may call to us."
They stopped walking find held their breath, but not a sound broke the solemn stillness, save a faint, hollow roar—whether the deep murmur that is always heard in a great forest, or the sound of the distant Pacific Ocean they could not tell.
"No; he is asleep yet," said Elwood. "If he would only wake up he would shout to us."
"Thus you see, if we shoot our guns, the chances are that he will not hear it, while it may be the means of bringing to us the very ones we are so anxious to keep away."
So they concluded not to fire their rifles for the present.