"Hazel saw something that frightened her," answered Harriet.
"Saw something?" repeated the guardian, looking from one girl to the other.
"Tell it," urged Harriet, nodding to Hazel.
"I was watching for you and the girls when I thought I heard something behind me. I looked around but saw nothing unusual. But I had a feeling that some one was about. I walked to the other end of the camp and back. I saw no one—nothing, I hadn't thought to look up. Something made me do so just then and I saw it."
"Saw what?" demanded the guardian and the guide in chorus.
"A man."
"You did?" exclaimed Janus. "Where?"
"He was behind those green bushes that you see up there—Oh, he has gone. No need to go up there now, Mr. Grubb." Janus had begun to climb the rocks.
"Yes. Please wait and hear the rest of the story," ordered Miss Elting, who was deeply interested, but apparently undisturbed. "What sort of looking man was he, Hazel?"
"He wore a long, black beard, and—"