Rand stared hard at this. The "Pet," who was looking at him intently,
said, "Show me the place where you saw Mornie clinging that night."

"It's dangerous," suggested Rand.

"You mean I'd be afraid! Try me! I don't believe she was SO dreadfully
frightened!"

"Why?" asked Rand, in astonishment.

"Oh--because--"

Rand sat down in vague wonderment.

"Show it to me," continued the "Pet," "or--I'll find it ALONE!"

Thus challenged, he rose, and, after a few moments' climbing, stood with
her upon the trail. "You see that thorn-bush where the rock has fallen
away. It was just there. It is not safe to go farther. No, really! Miss
Euphemia! Please don't! It's almost certain death!"

But the giddy girl had darted past him, and, face to the wall of
the cliff, was creeping along the dangerous path. Rand followed
mechanically. Once or twice the trail crumbled beneath her feet; but
she clung to a projecting root of chaparral, and laughed. She had almost
reached her elected goal, when, slipping, the treacherous chaparral she
clung to yielded in her grasp, and Rand, with a cry, sprung forward.

But the next instant she quickly transferred her hold to a cleft in