When the worst
of the fire had gone by on the wings of the furious wind, things began
to change a bit for the better.
"Say! don't you think we might be getting out of here now?" demanded
Will, whose teeth, strange to say, were rattling together with the chill
of the mountain stream even while the air was still heated around them.
"I suppose it will be safe, and we can stand the heat if it will assist
to dry our clothes. Though for that matter, fellows, it's ten to one we
will be soaked through and through again before we get to camp."
"This is mighty unhealthy, I think. Such rapid changes always encourage
dangerous ailments," remarked Will, whose father, now dead, had been a
physician.
"All the same, I know several fellows who were very much pleased to make
a sudden change a little while back," asserted Jerry.
They crawled out on the bank. Will, of course, made straight for the
rocky niche toward which he had cast many an anxious look while standing
in the river.
"Good! Everything is all right, boys! Not a bit of damage done, that I
can see!" he called out.
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