52 Make-Beleve

answered when she called. After a long
time, during which no trace of what they
sought had been discovered, Doris sug-
gested an adjournment. “It’s a big quarry,”
she said, “and we can’t go all over it one
day. And I’m sure it must be lunch-time.”

The Visitor looked at his watch. ‘It
is—nearly,” he answered. “But I think
we'd better search a little longer. It would
be a great pity if we fared like my friend,
and other people came before us and got
the treasure.”

“We'll hunt for five minutes longer,”
said Doris. “I am hungry, and they never
wait for me at lunch-time.”

So the three plunged once more into the
innermost recesses of the quarry, seeking
with renewed vigour. Doris found nothing,
but presently, when the Visitor was a few
yards distant from her, he uttered a sharp
cry, and she came eagerly towards him
through the tall bracken. “Have you
found it?” she cried.

He turned upon her with a serious face.