"We sure have! And hark, don't you hear voices? It's David, as I'm alive; and your father!"
Aid had indeed come.
"Father!" Bob shouted the word and then laughed again—this time a bit hysterically.
"The rescuing party's right here!" called Mr. Carlton.
He said it lightly, but as he came up and joined them Van saw that his face was drawn and his eyes suspiciously bright.
"David has the sledge just at the foot of the hill," he remarked, appearing not to notice the boy's fatigue. "I guess you'd just as soon ride the rest of the way."
He slipped an arm around Bob.
"It's not much farther, son. Move right along as fast as you can. Hurry, boy. Your mother's pretty worried. Thank goodness we found you in time."