"What is it?" cried the guardian.
"We have found our canned stuff and a whole lot of our equipment," answered Harriet triumphantly.
"Hooee-e-e-e!" shouted the Meadow-Brook Girls in great glee.
"Wait! I'll be down there to help you gather it up," Janus called down to them.
"Get the packs, girls," ordered Miss Elting.
Then there came an interruption that startled the girls into silence. Something sped through the air over their heads, uttering a strange, weird woo-woo-woo! It passed, followed by a distant report, the crack of a rifle. Then, all at once, the lamp that Janus Grubb was holding above his head crumbled into nothingness, the oil in the well of the lamp streaming down over the guide's head and face.
CHAPTER XX
SEEKING A DESPERATE REVENGE
"Lie down!" bellowed Janus.