Looking for lost people in the woods was an old business with the guide. He did not take the fact of disobedient Mollie’s disappearance any too seriously. Once up the hill, he blew on a great horn which he carried. Once, twice, thrice! There was no response. He blew again, then waited. Evidently the young lady was out of earshot.

Then Naki made a mistake. Instead of going into the woods, where Mollie had pursued her will-o’-the-wisp, he turned in the opposite direction. It did not dawn on him that she had been led astray by a forgotten Indian trail.

“You must keep close to me, young ladies,” Naki insisted. “None of ye know your way about up here. If we should separate, I should soon be searching for the whole lot of ye, instead of just one.”

All afternoon they searched and searched for the lost one, yet all in vain.

If Mollie shed no tears while she was lost, Barbara shed plenty in the effort to find her. Poor Grace and Ruth tried vainly to comfort her.

“If only we hadn’t quarreled this morning over that horrid Reginald Latham!” Bab sobbed, running on ahead of the others. “I told Mollie she was foolish to say she hated anyone whom she did not know. Yet I do it all the time myself.”

“Oh, do cheer up, Bab,” said Grace, choking back her own tears. “You didn’t quarrel with Mollie. I never saw two sisters who fussed so little. I know we shall find her soon.”

“There’s nothing up here can harm your sister, Miss,” Naki explained to frightened Bab. “The country around here is perfectly peaceful.”

At dusk Naki and his searching party returned alone to the top of the ravine from whence they had started. Looking down, they could see their log cabin, where Miss Sallie and Ceally stood at the open door. There was no sign of Mollie.

“It is harder work than I expected to find the young lady,” Naki apologized to Ruth. “I am sorry, but you had better go back to your aunt. I must go down to the farm for help. It will take a number of people to make a thorough search of this place to-night. The underbrush is so thick that it is hard work traveling about.”