Harriet threw herself to one side in order not to fall directly on Hazel, whom those below had had no time to get out of the path of the others.  The result of Harriet’s throwing herself sideways was that she fell heavily on her side.  She lay still.  Jane came straight down, reaching the rocks on all fours right over Hazel.  The shock was a severe one, and, for the moment, Jane feared she had broken both wrists.  Miss Elting dragged her aside, then drew Hazel from beneath the tree.  This move was made just in time, for at that juncture something else occurred:  Janus Grubb lost his footing and came crashing down.

Janus landed in a heap on the gray blanket.  The fall stunned him briefly.  But no one gave any heed to Janus.  Miss Elting, Tommy and Margery were working over Hazel.

“Look after Harriet,” directed the guardian sharply.

“Oh, my dear, are you hurt?” begged Margery.

“I—­I don’t know.  My side hurts.  Let me lie still a little.  I—­I guess I shall be all right soon.”

“Well, I swum!” grunted the guide, getting unsteadily to his feet.  “I swum!”

Jane was sitting on the ground, a little dazed from her fall.  She stood up and leaned against the tree; then, observing that Harriet’s face was pale, she staggered over and sat down heavily beside her friend.

“Oh, what a mess!” she groaned.  “Are you hurt, darlin’?”

“No!” Harriet sat up determinedly, but the effort gave her pain.  She winced a little, but made no sound.

“My kingdom for a motor car!” cried Jane.

“Let me help you, Harriet.”  Harriet attempted to rise, but had to sit down again.  Jane slipped an arm about her waist and lifted the girl to her feet.  “Hadn’t you better not sit down, darlin’?”

“I feel better standing up.  Hazel isn’t much injured, is she, Miss Elting?”

“I can’t find that there is anything very serious.  I think she must have bumped her head in falling through the tree.  She certainly has not added to the beauty of her face.”

Hazel shook her head and essayed a smile.

“Did I fall gracefully?” she asked plaintively.

“Will you listen to her?” laughed Jane.  “You did it as gracefully as the lady who dived from the top of a house into a tank full of water at the county fair last year.”

“What I can’t understand is why Tommy should have missed such an opportunity to distinguish herself,” smiled the guardian.

“I thtood athide tho Januth could dithtinguith himthelf,” lisped Tommy.

“Well, I swum!  I did it, too, didn’t I?  I’m not fit to guide a plow, but I never found it out till I tried to pilot this outfit over the hills.”

“Are thethe the hillth?” questioned Tommy.

“Yes, Miss.”

“Then, excuthe me from the mountainth.”

“I believe my tumble has cured my sprained ankle,” declared Hazel.  “I can’t feel any pain at all there, except the smart where the skin is broken.  Let me put on my boot.”  Miss Elting slipped it on for her, and assisted Hazel to her feet.  “It is all right,” cried the girl.  “Isn’t that strange?”