“O-v-e-r-t-o-n!” came an answering shout from the camp.
Grace and Emma soon discovered the figures of two men approaching them at a run.
“Who’s there?” called the voice of Hippy Wingate. “Speak or I’ll shoot.”
“Harlowe!” answered Grace weakly. “Oh, Emma, I’m going to faint!” she cried, and collapsed.
When Grace recovered consciousness she was in her own camp. A camp fire was blazing, and a group of anxious faces were bending over her. Grace smiled and closed her eyes.
“She has fallen asleep, don’t disturb her,” said Elfreda Briggs. “The poor child is utterly exhausted. It is a wonder that she is alive after what she plainly has gone through.”
CHAPTER XV
IKE DISTINGUISHES HIMSELF
GRACE and Emma, following Grace’s faint, had been carried into camp by Lieutenant Wingate and Ike Fairweather. Emma, giving way to the reaction, after her trying experience, had immediately sunk into a profound sleep, from which they had not awakened her. The two girls had been put to bed, neither awakening until long after daylight.
Miss Briggs had examined the bullet wound on Grace’s scalp and decided that it should have attention as soon as she awakened.