find your arrow and I'll play nurse and fix up Joy's
ankle. You're lucky, Joy Evans, that it isn't broken."

"It feels as if it were," sobbed Joy.

"I don't see any arrow," called Bet in a disgusted tone. "Don't be
mean, Joy. If there isn't one here, say so."

"Go on, Bet, up a little higher!" cried Joy.

Bet crept along the ledge, climbing from one projection of rock to the
next.

There was a sudden cry of joy. "Here it is!"

The professor craned his neck to get a glimpse of the arrow. "Which
way does it point, child?" he asked eagerly.

"It points toward the hill, that way," replied Bet, studying the
markings carefully.

"That's our good luck. If it went the other way, it would be across
the claims of Kie Wicks and his friend Ramon. Come on down, child,
before you fall."

Bet slid down easily, her nimble body could cling to the sheer cliff,
or so it seemed to those who watched her.

"I think we'll call you the goat girl, Bet, you sure can climb rocks,"
exclaimed Kit admiringly. "I never could do it."

"And you an Arizona girl?" laughed Bet.

"An Arizona girl only knows how to ride horses," retorted Kit.

"And if they can all ride the way you can, they need no other
accomplishment." Bet ran to join the professor.

The old man was examining the ground in the direction the arrow was
pointing.

"Who ever would have thought to look up at that rock for an arrow," Bet
said excitedly.

"But you see, Bet, we're starting in the middle. Somewhere there's a
map that shows all this, and by that map you would know you had to look
at that cliff for the arrow," explained the professor seriously.

"But where to next?" asked Bet.

"Follow the arrow, that's all we know," answered Kit.

There was no more digging on the claim that day. Even lunch was eaten
by them in a half-hearted way. Joy was suffering with her ankle or she
might have done justice to Tang's picnic spread.

The professor was in a delightful dream. This was the sort of thing
that he loved.

"Do eat something, Professor Gillette. You'll be sick if you don't,"
pleaded Bet.

"Why, I'm not hungry in the least. I do wonder why the arrow is
pointing that way. There doesn't seem to be a thing in sight."

"Maybe if we climbed the hill, we'd find it," suggested Enid. "Suppose
we divide up in teams. Some go over the hill and some hunt on this
side."

"Who's going to stay with me? I won't stay alone," cried Joy her voice
trembling