"Oh, very good," said Mr. Haydon. "We'll put her right if we have the chance."
"Yes, yes," said Jack. "She's been a good staunch friend to us, the same as you, Me Dain."
"Very true, Jack," said Mr. Haydon.
CHAPTER XXXV.
THE FLIGHT FROM THE VALLEY.
They now went a couple of miles in silence, keeping a sharp look-out on every hand. But they gained the foot of the hills which encircled the valley without seeing or hearing anything which might promise danger.
With Me Dain still in the van, they climbed steadily up a steep slope and over a rocky saddle between two peaks which lifted sharp points against the starry sky.
As they gained the saddle, Jack whispered sharply: "Stop, Me Dain, what's this? I smell something."