Lord, what a girl! How many would be brave enough to take a gamble like that, on a fellow's mere supposition?
"All right—go it is!" he said. "Push your round button, like this." He showed her the way he thought was right, pushed his own. "Ready?"
"Ready!"
heir voices were grave. It was a grim prospect, stepping off into space like that, with only a guess between them and death.
"Then jump!"
They jumped, gripping each other's hands tightly—and instead of dropping like plummets were caught in a powerful field of force and whirled gently downward.
"Oh, you were right!" gasped Marjorie, awed. "See, we—"
Then she paused, horror-stricken, for it was obvious that they were to descend within that lake of molten glass, unless they could change their course at once.