The water flowed on with a muffled murmur and the wind sighed through the deep opening, and that was all. In another five minutes the pass was left behind.
For some reason both boys drew a long breath of relief when the high ground beyond was reached. The strain was gone, and now, by contrast, the road looked as bright to them as if the sun was about to rise.
"Come to think of it, we may as well take it easy," remarked Paul. "It isn't likely that Dottery will care to make a move before daylight."
"Yes; but if we get there sooner, we'll have a chance to rest up a bit, and we need that, and so do the horses."
"I didn't think of that. Well, forward we go."
An hour passed and then another. Soon after Chet gave a joyous cry.
"There are Dottery's outbuildings! We'll soon be there now!"
"Right you are, Chet. I wonder" Paul stopped short. "Oh, look over there!" he cried.
He pointed to a barn not a great distance back from the road.
The door of the structure was open and within flashed the light of a lantern.
