"Don't cross bridges till you come to them, Grace," Frank admonished her. "We'll find it, all right, if we have to cover every square inch of the island."
"I vote that we let Allen and Betty take the lead," Roy suggested. "They know more about it than we do—or at least they ought to."
"What's that?" asked Betty, who had been deep in a conversation with Amy. "Who's talking about me now?"
"They are shifting the responsibility to our shoulders, that's all," Allen explained. "Roy says because we found the cave in the first place, it's sort of up to us not to disappoint them now."
"You may be sure we'll do our best," said the Little Captain, with her whimsical smile, "since we'd be disappointing ourselves at the same time."
"Wasn't it somewhere about here, Allen?" asked Mollie, pointing into the woods. "The place looks familiar."
"I don't think so," said Allen, puzzled. "Betty and I noticed a big tree that was almost directly on a line with the cave, but I don't see it to-day. I wonder——"
"It's a little farther ahead, I think, Allen," Betty volunteered, trying to force conviction into her tone. "I'm sure we haven't passed it."
"Well, I'm not," said Mollie, abruptly. "I'm positive I saw the bushes where we hid yesterday quite a distance down the road."
"Well, why on earth didn't you say so," Grace demanded, "instead of letting us wander on ahead?"