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 "No. Wait. Yes, there's a sort of edge about six inches higher. Can you reach it? Further up. Nearer you now. That's it!" Laurie's questing fingers had found the spot. It wasn't much of a hold, only a bit of rough rock projecting an inch or so from the smooth face. Ned was suddenly aware that Polly was crouched beside him, crying nervously. He tried hard to think clearly. After a moment he said: "Laurie, we're going for a rope. It will take some time, but—but it's the only thing I can think of. Can you hold on until we get back?"

"I'll stick," was the grim answer. His voice was clearer now and steadier. "How far down am I?"

"About thirty feet." Ned stumbled to his feet. "No use both of us going, Bob," he said hurriedly. "You stay. And Polly. I guess I can find rope at the quarry." He was off then, running down the path. Bob dropped to his knees again beside Polly. Polly was speaking, trying to make her voice steady and confident.

"It won't be long, Laurie," she called. "Be—be brave and—"

"Hello, Polly," answered Laurie from below,