Then all at once it occurred to her what
it was.
Harriet acted instantly.
"Down!" she cried sharply. "Under the cots! Quick! Do as I tell you!
Tommy! Are you under?"
"Yeth. Oh, thave me!" came a muffled voice that seemed to be under the
floor of the tent.
Patricia and Cora, recognizing that Harriet had some well defined plan in
mind, obeyed her without the slightest hesitation. They threw themselves
on the floor hastily crawling under the cots. Then Harriet Burrell made a
sudden dive. She was standing several feet from her own bed. The dive sent
her sliding underneath the nearest cot. Her progress was stopped by the
body of one of her companions.
She had sought cover none too soon. The most terrific crashing that any of
those girls ever had listened to, filled the air. Above the uproar was
heard faintly the scream of a girl somewhere outside the tent. Then the
blow fell, a mighty, crushing blow that seemed to set the universe all a
tremble.
CHAPTER XX
THE FALL OF A FOREST KING
"Thave me!" moaned the unhappy Tommy, but her voice was lost in the volume
of sound that fairly overwhelmed the occupants of the tent.
Almost at the instant that the first alarm had reached her ears, Harriet
Burrell recognized the nature of the sound. She had heard it before though
in a lesser degree.
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