"You are both horrible," said Tommy, her lips quivering. "Any one would think I was a fool. I'll prove that I was right, whatever happens."
With the courage of indignation she pulled Elizabeth towards the clump of bushes, and began to examine the soft mossy carpet.
"There!" she cried triumphantly, yet fearfully, pointing presently to a mark on the ground. Elizabeth stooped and made out two or three faint impressions of a foot smaller even than Tommy's. And then Tommy's fear returned in full force. With a little cry she dragged Elizabeth from the spot, and since nothing is so catching as fear even Elizabeth's courage gave way, and soon all three girls were running as hard as they could run towards the stream, and did not halt until they came to the boat.
"'THERE!' SHE CRIED TRIUMPHANTLY, YET FEARFULLY."
"Oh, dear, how ashamed I am!" panted Elizabeth, as they threw themselves down on the sand to rest.
"You were very brave," said Mary. "I couldn't have gone into those bushes for anything."
"Perhaps they were marks of a monkey's feet," said Elizabeth. "How silly I was not to examine them more closely."
"They weren't," said Tommy. "I saw them quite plainly. They were feet just like yours and mine, only tiny, wee things."