It seemed very important that Jack should have a picturesque hide-out there; a secret cave, perhaps, with a tilting rock to cover the doorway.
"It would be great," declared Marion, clasping her hands together with her favorite ecstatic gesture.

"If we could just find a cave with a spring away back in it, don't you know, and a ledge outside where you could watch for enemies--wouldn't that be keen?
It makes me wish I had done something, so I had to hide out in the hills.

And every day at a certain time, I can come up here where that hydrometer thing was before it burned, and signal to you.

And we'll find a place where I can leave magazines and things like that, and you can come and get them.

Honestly, I've always wished I could be an outlaw--if I could be one without doing anything really bad, you know.