"The mine?"
"Yes."
"You're leading this procession. Whatever you want to do."
"If you think the storm is too bad, we'll start for the cabin."
"What would you rather do?"
"I hate to give up now," replied Frank, after a moment of hesitation.
"I feel the same way about it," Joe said. "I vote we try to find the mine. Once we get there we'll be able to get in out of the storm, anyway."
"I thought you'd say that," laughed Frank. "We'll head for the Lone Tree Mine then. As far as I can remember it is just below us, and then over to the right."
"We'll find it, I guess."
They started down the slope. But once they left the shelter of the rocks where they had rested they found that the fury of the storm was increased tenfold on the mountainside. The full force of the blizzard struck them.