Step by step, or rather, move by move, Tavia struggled to reach insafety that heap of white.
"Oh, if she is only alive!" moaned Tavia. "Why did I not induce her togo back to the Junction? I saw she was insane--and now!"
A huge stone offered her a pause in the dangerous descent. She stoppedand listened.
Then she called: "Birdie! Birdie!" No answer. "Perhaps she hears anddoes not know--that name. Madame Fly-Fly?" she called again, and shethought the sleeve moved--always that attempt to fly.
Tavia slid down from the rock, trembling in limb and throbbing innerves. She had a terrible fear that the girl was either dying ordead. There with her alone!
On a perfectly flat stone the form lay. Tavia was beside it now. Shestooped and listened.
"Thank the good Lord she is alive!" gasped Tavia fervently. "Imust--lift--her!"
But there was little trouble in turning the light form over, so thatthe white face looked up into Tavia's.
"Oh!" sighed the girl. "Where am I? Who are you?" There was achange--a great change in her manner.
"Oh, I am so glad you are alive!" breathed Tavia. "And how do youfeel?"
"As if something--moved in--my head. Where is mother?"
There was no rambling, she spoke coherently!
"Are you hurt?" pressed Tavia. "If only you can move?"
"I am sure I can," the sufferer replied, at the same time making aneffort to sit up. "I feel better--somehow. How did you come to me? Ihad a terrible dream."
"I met you. Do you remember your name?"
The girl did not answer at once. Then she said very slowly: "I amMary, but they call me Molly."
"Mary what?"
"Mary Harriwell."
Tavia knew better than to ask more questions just then. She almostforgot their predicament in the joy of seeing the girl apparentlysane.
"I wonder if you can walk?"
"I am going to try. Just give me your hand--there, that's it," and thesufferer pulled herself up and stood beside Tavia.
"I wonder might there be a path? I was so alarmed when you fell, thatI did not take time to look for one, I just slid down the rocks. Butto get up would be very different."
"It is--dark, almost. We will have to look--I can't talk--just now. Ihave that strange feeling in my head."
"You must not talk. Just follow me, lean on me! Oh, I am sure we willget up safely; and once upon the road we must find some help!"
Tavia was afraid to look with too much scrutiny into the white face,afraid she might again see that wild-eyed warning.
Following the mossy way they trudged along. How far away even the skywas! Could two girls be more desolate?
Thoughts of camp, and of Dorothy, almost crushed Tavia. Young andstrong as she was, her experience was beginning to leave its mark. Shefelt weak, and was hungry!
But the strange girl seemed to have recovered her reason! Tavia mustnot falter, she must get up, out to the roadway.
"This looks like a path," she said. "Yes, it is a path. See, thebrush is trodden down, and the ferns are broken. Oh, some one musthave been here lately, and that means that they can not be very faraway now!"
"What is your name?" asked the strange girl suddenly.
"Tavia--Tavia Travers. And I am lost--far away from every one!"
Tears welled into Tavia's eyes. Yes, she was lost!
"And I am--lost! How strange that we should meet."
"But are you not hurt? You walk----"
"Yes, something does hurt, but I don't mind, for that awful dream isgone. I can walk, and then when--we are--found----"
"Oh, yes. I am sure you will be all right as soon as we--are--found!"
They had almost reached the crest of the hill. Up there at least theycould see.
"I hear a step," said Tavia. "We must hurry."
It was difficult to do that, however, for Mary, or Molly, limpedpainfully.
The step was plain now, as it crushed the dried leaves and brush.
The figure of a man was next seen. The girls waited. He came alongwith a free air, and swinging gait. The man wore a slouch hat----
"Oh!" screamed Tavia. "We must run, or hide! It is that dreadful man!That--other--that lunatic!" and she clutched the arm beside her, anddragged the frightened girl to the edge of the roadway.
Mortimer Morrison, with his big, rough, mountain stick, was about topass!