walk.â
âIâll take care of that,â Jake said. âCome on, Reb. Letâs go cut some saplings for handles.â
As the two of them disappeared, Dave moved rapidly, organizing for the journey. He divided up what was left of the roast pig so that each could carry an equal amount. He went around giving instructions quickly and efficiently.
âJosh, I expect it would be better if you would be one of the ones that carry Miss Viona.â
âAll right, Dave. If you say so.â
Sarah watched all this with dismay. She did not like it that Dave had suddenly become the leader. She knew that somehow this was wrong. Goél had appointed Josh. But she did not try to argue the point now.
Reb and Jake soon came back with saplings trimmed, and they quickly made a litter. âAll right,â Reb said. âWeâre ready to go now, Miss Viona. Weâll carry you up front, and you can show us the way.â
The old lady nodded. She looked very ill and tired, and she lay utterly still under the blanket that the girls had spread over her.
They started their journey with Dave in the lead. Right behind him walked Josh and Reb, carrying the litter. The rest of the group followed, and Sarah broughtup the rear. âIf you see anything suspicious back there, just call out, so weâll all have time to get armed,â Dave urged her.
âAll right, Dave.â She remembered what she and Reb had seen, and she said under her breath, âI just hope we donât see any of those monster squirrels.â
Viona gave instructions as they went along. After a while they came to a clearing and then followed a path that hugged the base of a steep rocky incline.
Dave all of a sudden stopped the procession. âLook at that! â he cried.
Everyone craned their necks. Overhead flew a huge black shape that had apparently risen out of the forest and was headed for the top of the rocks.
âThat is the monster bat that drinks blood!â Viona said. âThey do not usually come out in the daylight, but sometimes they do.â
âWhere is he going?â Dave asked.
As they watched, the creature disappeared into a black hole in the cliff.
âI bet that caveâs full of them,â Jake muttered.
âLetâs keep going,â Dave said. âIs it much farther, Miss Viona?â
âNo. Not far,â she said.
The little group moved onward, and then Dave stopped them again. âHold up a minuteâI hear something!â
Viona said weakly, âIt is just the waterfall. We are nearly to our hiding place.â
Dave motioned them forward. They came out of a clump of woods, and suddenly a waterfall was before them, cascading over a sheer face of rock.
âItâs beautiful!â Sarah whispered. âIt looks like a picture postcard.â
âBut where is the cave, Miss Viona?â Dave asked.
âIt is behind the waterfall.â
âHow can that be?â
âThere is a natural cavern. Not many people know of it,â she said.
âHow do you get past the water?â
âThere is a narrow ledge behind the waterfall. I will have to walk. There would not be room for a stretcher. Here, help me up.â
Sarah helped the old woman to her feet. âPut your arm around my shoulder,â she said. âAre you sure you can walk?â
âYes.â Vionaâs face was pale, and her hand went to her chest in a way that told Sarah pain was there.
âWeâll take it slow and easy,â Sarah said.
Sarah and Viona went first, moving very slowly. She soon found that the ledge was barely wide enough for two people. But they edged past until they were behind the roaring waterfall, which thundered in her ears.
As she helped the old lady, the other Sleepers came behind, single file.
âHere is our hiding place,â Viona whispered.
A large cavern had apparently been eaten out of the cliff side by water action and wind. It was