m, Bessie.
I might have kept my temper, the way you and Margery did. They didn't
do any more to me than they did to the rest of you. Oh, I am sorry,
and I am going to try to control myself better after this."

Then they went on in silence for a time. Bessie felt sorry for Dolly,
and she really did think that Dolly's conscience, now that it was
beginning to awaken, was doing more than its share. It was unlike the
care-free Dolly to worry about anything she had done, but it was like
her, too, to accuse herself unsparingly once she began to realize that
she might possibly be in the wrong. It was Dolly's old misfortune that
was grieving her now; her inability to forecast consequences before
they came along to confound her.

For a long time they had no results, and the blowing of horns and the
occasional flash of a torch between the trees showed them that the
others were meeting with no better success. Sometimes, too, Eleanor
joined them for a moment. She could tell them nothing, and they
continued to search with unabated vigor.

"Look, Bessie!" said Dolly, suddenly. She had lighted a torch to
explore a gully a few moments before, and it was still burning
brightly. Now it showed them the opening of what looked like a cave,
black and dismal looking.

"Why, do you think they might be in there?" asked Bessie. "I'll blow
my horn in the mouth. They'd hear that, and come out."

But blow as hard as she would, there was no answer. She turned away in
disappointment.

"I'm afraid they're not there," she said.

"I'm going in to find out," said Dolly, suddenly. "They might not have
heard us. You can't tell what that horn would sound like in there; it
might not make any noise at all."

"Oh, I don't believe they're in there," said Bessie. "And I think it
might be dangerous. There might be snakes there, or a hole you would
fall into, Dolly."

"I don't care! This is all my fault, and I'm going!"

And without another word, she plunged into the dark entrance. Bessie
tried to call her back, but Dolly paid no heed. And in a moment, first
leaving behind signs of their having gone in, Bessie followed her,
lighting another torch. She had not gone far when she heard a happy
cry from Dolly.

"Here they are! I've found them!" Dolly shouted. "They're sound
asleep, and I don't believe there's a thing the matter with them!"

Nor was there. Both the lost girls slept soundly, and when Gladys
finally woke up, blinking