with fear, "I'm afraid of buzzards. I've read about them.
When they see people sick or crippled, they fly around, waiting for
them to die. And sometimes they don't wait, they pick at them while
they still live."

"Don't worry, Joy. I'll stay with you!" Enid looked longingly toward
the hill, then turned to Joy.

The two girls watched the other members of the group, scramble up the
steep ledge to the flat-topped hill.

"It's stupid to have to stay here," said Joy with impatience.
"Couldn't you help me over there to that wall? There's some low bushes
that will keep this horrible sun out of my eyes."

"Let's try it anyway. Come on!" Enid lifted Joy to her feet and
supported her. "Now lean on me and just hobble along. Don't put any
pressure on that ankle. Hop like a rabbit!"

Joy groaned as she limped along. By resting many times the girls
reached the clump of Palo Verde trees, and were glad to drop down in
their scant shade. Joy's face was white and strained.

"I know what I'd do if I had my way," announced Enid anxiously. "I'd
get you home at once."

"But I won't go. I want to wait for the others."

Enid sat down on the ground beside Joy, crouched under the bushes.
They were close to the wall of the cliff.

"What a funny rock!" said Enid. "I wonder what causes these strange
formations. Doesn't that look like an altar? And there is a figure of
a man in a long robe. And the professor will tell us that it is all
made by the rain."

"Yes," said Joy indifferently. "You know, Enid, I'm tired of this
Arizona country. I hate these bare mountains, and I hate the herds of
cattle that stare at you and then race madly away. Everything is
unfriendly. Yet, I'm almost sure I'll be homesick, like Kit, when I
once get away."

"It's glorious!" answered Enid.

"It frightens me. Everything seems cruel. I'd give a dollar this
minute to see a soft, green meadow."

"I'm perfectly happy right here, I wouldn't have it different." Enid
was gazing over the ranges of mountains that seemed to go on and on.

It was half an hour later when the girls heard Bet's familiar call.

"She's found the treasure!" whispered Enid. "You can hear the
happiness in her voice."

But the girls were mistaken. The group had searched high and low but
nothing was in sight. The professor had found a bit of old ruin, part
of a wall that he claimed was Indian fortification. But that was all.
No mounds or signs of a village.