“No, and I am becoming worried about her. She would be sure to start home when she saw the storm coming up.�
“Yes, I am going to try to find her. The wind is rising fast. Can you lend me a couple of blankets?�
Alice flew to an adjoining room, and quickly returned with a bright woolen parcel, which Donald strapped to his saddle securely, while a wild gust of wind swept past him and struggled and tugged with him for their possession.
“Why are you carrying your rifle?� Alice asked, noting his strange accoutrement.
“I will tell you,� said Donald, again seating himself firmly in the saddle. “Have you a gun here?�
“Yes, certainly.�
“And you know how to use it?�
“Most assuredly.�
“Then you must help me to find my way. I want you to fire it every time you hear the report of my rifle. Do you understand?�
“Yes, Don. Do you think the danger is so great?�