"Come on."
"Do you want to climb over the rocks, Whopper?" asked Snap.
"No; let us go around them."
They attempted to do this, only to find themselves caught in a tangle
of undergrowth from which it was almost impossible to extricate
themselves. Then they came out at a point that was all but surrounded
by big rocks. It was now so dark they could scarcely see in any
direction.
"We may as well face the truth, fellows," said Snap. "We are lost."
"Lost!" came from both of the others.
"Yes, lost. And how we are to get out of the mess I don't know."
"Well, this is the worst yet!" came with a groan from Whopper. "We
start out to find Shep and end up by getting lost. If he is back
in camp he will have the laugh on us."
"This means good-by to the deer," said Giant. "But I don't care---if
only we get back to camp in safety."
"Let us climb a tree and look around," suggested Snap.
This advice was followed, but try their best they could not locate
their camp, although they saw Firefly Lake at a distance to the
south of them. The sun was setting behind a bank of clouds and
soon it grew positively black beneath the trees.
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