They knew they were still on Uncle Frank's ranch, and,
though they could not see the buildings any more, they could see the
place where they had had a drink at the spring.
"All we've got to do, if we want to come back," observed Teddy, "is
ride to the rocks and then we know the way home from there."
"Yes, that's easy," Janet said.
So they rode on and on.
Of course the Curlytops ought not to have done what they did, but
they did not think, any more than Trouble thought when he opened the
corral gate and let out the ponies.
But the sun did not stay high in the sky all the afternoon.
Presently the bright ball of fire began to go down in the west, and
the shadows of Teddy and Janet grew long on the prairie. They knew
what those long shadows meant--that it was getting late afternoon.
After a while Janet turned in her saddle and looked back.
"Oh, Teddy!" she cried. "I can't see the spring rocks," for that is
what the children had called the place where they had found Clipclap.
"They're back there just the same."
"I know. But if we can't see 'em we won't know how to ride back to
them," went on Janet. "How are we going to find our way back home,
Ted?"
"Oh, I can get to the rocks when I want to," he said. "Come on,
we'll ride a little bit farther and then, if we can't find daddy and
Uncle Frank, we'll go back."
"Well, don't go much farther," said Janet, and Teddy said he would
not.
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