"As wonderful and beautiful as his Satanic Majesty!" declared Eleanor,
but she anxiously watched Polly ride along the brink of the fissure.
"Oh, girls! Won't you please come home! I won't be easy till my horse
is traveling that corduroy road again!" wailed Barbara.
The others laughed. "You complained about _that_ when we crossed it.
The time may come when you'd be glad to be standing on Grizzly Slide--
after it has slid!" teased Eleanor.
"Now I'm going back! So there!" threatened Barbara, but she remained
exactly where she was, for she feared to go back alone.
"Well, it looks as if we would have to return unrewarded. I can't find
a place safe enough to cross to the peak, and the crevice seems to run
all the way across and deep down, too," said Polly, coming back to join
Anne and Eleanor.
"Now will you come back?" nagged Barbara, desperately.
"In a minute! We want to watch those rainbow-tinted clouds--they are so
beautiful!" sighed Anne.
But even as she spoke, the fleecy clouds of snowy white changed quickly
to gray. From gray they turned to dark ominous-looking colors, and
Polly hastily glanced at the sun.
"Let's ride back at once!" said she shortly.
[Illustration: NODDY LED THE WAY TO TIMBER AS THE BLIZZARD BEGAN ANEW.]
Noddy was turned and urged to lead off as fast as possible, but Polly
turned every few moments to watch the clouds now gathering in somber
banks and falling down over the Slide.
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