looking rather surprised, and we parted from him.

"I would advise," Tish said as he moved away, "that you conceal yourself
in the valley below the pass on the other side."

He agreed to this, and we separated for the night. But long after Aggie
and I had composed ourselves to rest Tish sat on a stone by the
camp-fire and rolled cigarettes.

At last she came into the tent and wakened us by prodding us with her
foot.

"Get all the sleep you can," she said. "We'll leave here at dawn
to-morrow, and there'll be little rest for any of us to-morrow night."

At daylight next morning she roused us. She was dressed, except that she
wore her combing-jacket, and her hair was loose round her face.

"Aggie, you make an omelet in a hurry, and, Lizzie, you will have to get
the horses."

"I'll do nothing of the sort," I said, sitting up on the ground. "We've
got a man here for that. Besides, I have to set the table."

"Very well," Tish replied, "we can stay here, I dare say. Bill's busy at
something I've set him to doing."

"Whose fault is it," I demanded, "that we are here in 'Greenland's Icy
Mountains'? Not mine. Id never heard of the dratted place. And those
horses are five miles away by now, most likely."