CHAPTER XXIV

Rescue The only gleam of light in the situation was that during this passage of time Frank’s ankle had so far returned to normal that he was able to bear his weight upon it and hobble along with the help of a stick that served as a cane. “We’ll get out of this to-morrow,” declared Frank, on the evening of the sixth day. “Staying here means sure starvation. I’m able to get along now, even if slowly.” “Right you are,” responded Ted. “We’ll go by easy stages and rest when you have to. My opinion is that we’d better fo…