“Probably imagined that,” she told herself. “Nobody here.”
At that instant Jan called: “Gale! Are you there? Did you find it?”
“Here!” Gale called back. “I’ll have it in a jiffy.” She wasn’t going to get Jan excited about nothing.
A few moments later she came upon a tumbled pile of rocks, broken glass and wood that had but an hour before been her hideout.
Half hidden in this pile, was her precious radar set. It had been badly torn and crushed. For all that, it somehow managed to hang together while she dragged it out.
“Grand prize for our enemies,” she grunted softly. Then with a start she straightened up. Again from behind a row of twisted pines there had come a sound. “Might be a tiger,” she thought with a shudder. That there were tigers in these mountains she knew well enough. “Or head-hunters, or even enemy spies,” she went on thinking. Which did she fear most? She could not tell.
“Better get up out of here,” she told herself. Then she called:
“Jan! Jan! Here I am!”
“Coming!” Jan called.
“Jan. Draw the cable up. Bring it over this way. Then let it down again.”