"Dick!" exclaimed Tom, abruptly, "you saved my life!"
"And Havens and Levins saved us both," said Dick, warmly. "But, oh, isn't it awful about our fellows? I'll never get over it—never!"
"What's to be done, Dick?"
"Don't know, I'm sure," and Dick struggled to repress the emotions which surged within him.
The sky grew darker; the trees soughed mournfully in the breeze, and the dreary aspect of nature was in accord with their feelings. Gloomily they sat around, with no consoling thoughts to cheer them.
"Don't you think there's a chance for Bob and the others?" ventured pale-faced Tommy Clifton.
"You know how it was with Howard Fenton," answered Dick. "This is a fine ending to our trip."