Taking that tree there for a centre"-- waving toward the tree occupied by Crazy Jane McCarthy--"we will circle about, making the circle larger each time we start out." "Wait.

I'll climb the tree and take a look around," interjected Sam.

He started for the tree.

His hands had grasped it ere Jane realized that hers was the tree meant.

For once in her life Crazy Jane McCarthy was at a loss to proceed.