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Garis, Howard R. (Howard Roger), 1873-1962

"Curlytops at Uncle Frank's Ranch"


At last the ponies began to go more slowly, for they were tired. It
grew darker. Ted looked anxiously about. Janet spoke softly to him.
"Teddy," she asked, "are we--are we--lost?"
For a moment Teddy did not answer. Then he replied slowly:
"Yes--I guess we are lost, Janet!"


CHAPTER XIX
THE HIDDEN VALLEY

The Curlytops were in trouble. It was not the first time they had
been lost, no indeed! But it was the first time they could remember
being lost so far away from home, and in such a big place as a
Western prairie. They did not know what to do.
"Don't you know the way home?" asked Janet, still keeping close to
her brother. It was getting dark, and, somehow, she felt safer near
him, even if he was only a year older than she was.
"I'd know the way home back to the ranch house if we could find the
rocks with the cave where Clipclap was," Teddy replied.
"Let's look for them some more," suggested Janet. "If we don't get
home pretty soon we'll be all in the dark and--and we'll have to stay
out here all alone."
"Are you afraid?" asked Ted, looking at his sister.
"Yes. Won't you be?"
"Pooh! No!" he exclaimed, and he talked loudly, perhaps just so he
would not be afraid. You know a boy always whistles very loudly at
night when he is walking along a dark place alone. And if there are
two boys they both whistle. What girls do when they walk through a
dark place alone I do not know.


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