"Ah," said Barbara, "you mean your money will soon be gone? But you have relations. Somebody would help."
"It's possible, but I would refuse," Lister rejoined. "You're not adventuring much when another meets the bill. When my wallet's empty I'll pull out and take any old job. The chances are I'll go to sea."
Barbara gave him an approving glance. She had known but one other adventurer and he was a rogue. Lister was honest and she thought he would go far. She liked his rashness, but if he found it hard to get on board ship, she imagined she could help. All the same, she would not talk about this yet.
"We really must go," she said, and they started up a gully where holes and wedged stones helped them up like steps.
When they left the gully they saw a group of people on the neighboring summit of the hill and for a moment Lister stopped.
"We have had a glorious climb," he said, "Now it's over, I hope you're not going to stand me off again."
Barbara gave him a curious smile. "One can't stop on the mountains long. We're going down to the every-day level and all looks different there."
The others began to wave to them, and crossing a belt of boggy grass they joined the group. When they returned to Carrock, Cartwright was not about and Mrs. Cartwright said he had got a telegram calling him to Liverpool.