"While Anne is making the beds, Bob can fix up odds and ends of spruce
and leaves in the 'fingers' for the horses' beds--a bed in each finger,
Bob. If the animals are comfortably bedded down they will be fresh in
the morning. And if we hide them in those fingers the scent will not be
so apt to reach a grizzly or lion should any prowl about to-night."
"Where shall I place the spruce beds for us?" asked Anne.
"Fix up two on each side of the cave as near the entrance as possible,
Anne. We need air and the warmth from the fires. Then, too, we can hear
any wild beast that may prowl around to-night," advised Polly. "If
Nolla wants to go with me she takes _second_ place, see!"
Eleanor laughed and said, "Anywhere as long as we start!"
"Polly, first I want you to promise me not to be reckless in going
through that tunnel. If you meet with the slightest danger or hazard,
promise to back right out again," begged Anne.
"All right, Anne, I promise, but my shoes will mar my follower's beauty
if I back down on her face."
Thus joking to make little of the danger, Polly started in through the
hole. Eleanor followed and the two older girls stood watching until not
a sound, or ray of the torch, could be seen. Then they went to the
front of the cave to replenish the fires and prepare supper.
CHAPTER XIV
OLD MONTRESOR'S LEGACY
"I'm afraid to fix the beds in those finger caves, Anne," whimpered
Barbara, coming over to where the young woman was weaving the beds of
spruce.
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