I say, have you seen the others ?" Rollitt shook his head.
"Whew! I made sure they'd come down.

I say, what a go if they're lost up there, a night like this ?" Rollitt looked up at the dim mountain-side and nodded again.
"I thought I was on a path, you know, and hallooed to them.

They didn't hear, so I went back for them, and--so we've missed." "Who!" said Rollitt.
"Do you know my young brother Percy, a Modern kid?
He was one, and all our lot, you know, D'Arcy and Ashby and Fisher minor and--" "Fisher minor," said Rollitt, suddenly becoming interested; "up there ?" "Yes--he's the lame horse of the party--not up to it.

What's up, I say ?" Rollitt had suddenly deposited his rod under the wall, and quitting the path was beginning to strike up the base of the hill.
"Go, and bring guides," he growled.
"You'll get lost, to a dead certainty.

I say, can't I come too ?" said the boy, looking very miserable.
"No.