Maybe they sing.
Anyhow Teddy talked very loud, and when Janet heard him say he was
not afraid she felt better.
"But will we have to stay out here all night?" she asked.
"I guess so." Teddy answered. "But it'll be just like camping out.
Daddy and Uncle Frank and the cowboys are going to stay out."
"Yes, but they've got something to eat," objected Janet, "and we
haven't anything. Not even a cookie--lessen you've got one in your
pocket, Teddy."
"No, Jan," answered her brother, after a quick search, "I haven't. I
forgot to bring any."
"So did I," went on Janet. "I don't think I like to stay out here
alone all night if we haven't anything to eat."
"No, it won't be much fun," agreed Teddy. "I guess maybe I can find
those rocks, Janet, and then we'll know how to get home. Come on."
He turned his pony's head and the tired little animal walked slowly
on and Janet's Star Face followed. But the truth of the matter was,
Ted did not know in which direction to guide his little horse. He
could not remember where the rocks lay. But Janet was trusting to
him, and he felt he must do his best.
So he kept on until it grew a little darker, and his pony was
walking so slowly that Trouble would have found it easy to have
walked almost as fast.
"What's the matter?" asked Janet, who was riding behind her brother,
looking as hard as she could through the darkness for a sight of the
rocks, which, once they were reached, almost meant home.
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