An hour later, Trooper Stormont of the State Constabulary, sat his horse in amazement to see a ragged, breathless, boyish figure speeding toward him among the tamaracks, her naked feet splashing through pool and mire and sphagnum.
"Good heavens!" he exclaimed as she flung herself against his stirrup, sobbing, hysterical, and clinging to his knee.
"Take me back," she stammered, " take me back to daddy! I can't go on another step "
He leaned down, swung her up to his saddle in front, holding her cradled in his arms.
"Lie still," he said coolly; "you're all right now."