CHAPTER XV

HOW THEY KEPT FAITH “AND what are we going to do about him?” Jim questioned. “He certainly does complicate matters,” returned Wally. They were sitting in the patch of shade cast by the Split Rock. Within the darker cave little Li Chang slept peacefully, so secure in the protection of his new friends that no evil dreams came to trouble him. He dreamed, indeed, but it was of China—that Flowery Land where his father’s house, wide and spreading, its queer upturned eaves gilded so that they caught the sunlight and flash…