Hazel, Margery and Tommy brought the rest of their belongings from the
highway, Miss Elting and Hazel what had been left at their camping
place, all being neatly packed away in the hollow in the rock. This
done, and a mound of small stones built over it, the girls were ready
to proceed on their journey.
The afternoon was now well along, so they started off at a brisk pace,
led by the guardian. Harriet appeared to have fully recovered from her
accident. About an hour later they came in sight of a farmhouse. The
guardian directed the girls to sit down and rest while she went up to
the house to make some inquiries. When she returned her face was all
smiles.
"I know where I am now," she called.
"How far have we to go?" asked Harriet.
"About five miles, they say, but one has to make allowances for
distances in the country. It is difficult to find two persons who will
agree on the distance to any certain point."
"Five mileth, did you say?" questioned Tommy.
"Yes, dear."
"Thave me!"
"We shall easily make it in two hours. I don't think we can go astray.
So long as we keep within sound of the sea we shall be right. If you
are ready, we will move on."
Once more they set out. They had gone on less than an hour when
Margery began to cry.
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