“Mr Dale!” cried the guide wonderingly; and at his cry Saxe came creeping out from the shelter of boughs, and struggled to his feet to utter a cry of astonishment as he saw the figure of his mountaineering friend standing full in the fire’s light.
Chapter Thirty Eight.
Saxe has an Antipathy.
Dale’s first act, as soon as he caught sight of Saxe, was to clasp him to his breast in a brotherly hug, while, unable to control his feelings, Saxe responded.
“Oh, my dear boy—my dear lad!” cried Dale; “I was heartbroken about you.”
Saxe tried to reply, but no words would come.
“Thank Heaven you are safe!” cried Dale. “Eh? Ah, Melchior, my man, I had forgotten you!”
He held out both his hands to the guide, who took a step forward and folded Dale to his breast.