“They should remind him of us. Seriously,” Horace pointed out, “he is only a cat. We can’t expect him to have human intelligence.”
“We have it. We know the fountain is turned off from the tower. If we could get out there—”
“We can’t, sis. There’s no use thinking about it.”
“I’d like to see it once more, anyway,” Judy said. “I’d like to stand up there behind those cupids and look out at the back of the waterfall. I’d like to make a wish or say a prayer or something before we go back to where Dick is. Please, Horace!”
“Well, okay,” he agreed. “I’ll boost you up there if you think it will do any good. You might yell for help once more while you’re at it. Maybe we can still make ourselves heard.”
“We can try. Even if the crooks hear us, it’s better than nobody.”
Horace wasn’t so sure of that.
“But anyway,” he said, “you’ll be safer up there than down here. The water is getting deeper all the time.”
Judy climbed down from the coal pile and waded bravely into the water with Horace following close behind her. They were surprised to find the water almost warm.
“You see what does it,” Horace pointed out as they passed the furnace.