“I guess we won’t look for them,” he said dryly. “Come on and let’s hit up the pace. At least we’ve got level ground to walk on, and that’s something.”
“It may be level,” Jelly muttered from the rear, “but it’s mighty wet. My feet are sopping.”
“Take ’em off and carry them,” answered Rob flippantly. “And you might carry the bundle for awhile, too, Mr. Jell. You haven’t had a go at it yet, have you?”
“Hand it over,” said Jelly.
Presently they came to a little slope and at the bottom of that found a stone wall.
“Now what?” asked Evan.
“Climb over it and keep going,” answered Malcolm doggedly. “We’ll have to get somewhere some time.”
“So you say! Bet you we’re walking in a circle.”
“But think of the exercise we’re getting, Evan,” said Rob. “And look at the lovely view! How beautiful are the distant hills in the sunset glow!”
“Don’t talk hills to me,” grunted Evan, “or mountains either. I would like to see a sunset glow, though,” he added.