"Jump, you little devil," shouted Texas, "we'll catch you."
"Paleface say well. Dew Drop no jump."
"Not jump? Don't be afraid," reassured Frank.
"Dew Drop um no jump. Um fast," she wailed.
"She's wedged in between the rocks," yelled Tony. "Git a ladder somebody quick."
Everybody laughed but it was evident that Tony in his excitement was in dead earnest.
"Yes, how we going to git the gal down?" demanded Texas.
"Can't one of you take a running jump and reach her?" cried Frank. "If my leg wasn't game I'd do it myself."
"Yes, you would," sneered Tony. "You ain't no bird and neither be I. That's twelve feet if its one up there."
"I've got an idee," interrupted Homely Harry. "I'll stand agin the wall and you fellers climb up on top of me, one top of tother. I've seen 'em do that in a circus once. We kin git her down that way."