CHAPTER XI

TROUBLE "Why, this isn't half bad!" "No, indeed! I think it's real cosy!" "And what a lovely open fireplace!" "A fire wouldn't be at all out of the way now. I'm thoroughly drenched, girls!" Our four friends thus expressed themselves in turn as they stood in the little log cabin to which the guides had conducted them through the storm. They could hear the rain beating down on the slab roof, hear it pattering on the leaves of the trees that surrounded the place, and they listened to the sigh of the wind as it lashed …