Both recovered themselves as the others rushed out of the tent. No boy cares to reveal, even to his closest friend, the deeper feelings of his nature, and Rex and Midkiff said nothing more about appreciating the wisdom that had saved them all from disaster.
"Look at that rock!" gasped little Hicks, staring and shivering. "Rex, you kept us from being smashed by making us move."
"It—it was lucky, Rex, that you made us do that," admitted Cloudman.
"You're a wonder!" Red exploded. "If we'd been there we'd been driven three feet under ground. They'd never had to bother to bury us."
Midkiff pointed to the east. "It's almost daybreak. No more sleep."
"I should say not!" Cloudman agreed.
"The rain washed the rock free and sent it down the hill," decided Phillips. "I can understand that, all right. But why did it fall just now? Of course, there's nothing fishy about it, Rex?"
"I couldn't say. A fish might have done it, but he'd had a stiff climb up to where that rock was."
"After that I'm sorry that you moved! There's nobody would have done such a thing, anyway."
"Even that scaley Injun wasn't on the island," Applejack added.