“’Twill be daylight by the time we’ve finished breakfast,” said Doctor Joe as the lads sat up.  “It’s snowing harder than ever, but I think we had better go out as soon as we can see and have a look up the brook.  Jamie may not be so far away.  We may find him bivouacked quite close to camp.  The snow is getting deep and we shall not find travelling easy.”

“We’ll be lookin’ the best we can, whatever,” agreed David.  “I couldn’t bide in the tent with Jamie gone.  I’m wakin’ with a wonderful heavy heart.  I’m findin’ it hard to believe he’s not about camp, and I were just dreamin’ about he bein’ lost.”

“That’s the way I feels too,” said Andy.  “I wakes feelin’ most like I’d have to cry.  Can’t I be goin’ with you and Davy?  I never can bide here whilst you’re away, Doctor Joe.”

“Yes, we three will go and we’ll take some of the other lads with us, though we’ll have to leave somebody in camp to keep the fire going,” agreed Doctor Joe.  “We’ll need warm tents when we come back, if we bring Jamie with us, and I hope we’ll find him none the worse for his night out.”

“’Tisn’t like ’twere winter,” suggested David hopefully. “’Tisn’t so cold, if he were havin’ matches to put on a fire, but I’m doubtin’ he has matches.”

“Let us hope he had.  Andy, suppose you call the others,” suggested Doctor Joe.  “Breakfast is nearly ready.”

Andy was already dressed, and hurrying out he presently returned with the other lads.  Breakfast of venison and bread with hot tea was hurriedly eaten, while they put forth all sorts of theories as to the cause of Jamie’s disappearance and the possibilities of finding him.

“I’m thinkin’ now,” said David with a more hopeful view as daylight began to filter through the tent, “that Jamie’ll be knowin’ how to fix a shelter, and that we’ll be findin’ he safe and that he’ll be just losin’ his way a bit in the storm.  If he has matches he’ll sure be puttin’ a fire on.”

“I’m doubtin’ he has the matches,” suggested Andy discouragingly.  “He weren’t thinkin’ to be away from camp and he weren’t takin’ any.  He were never on the trails, and he’d sure be forgettin’ to take un.”

“Let us hope he has them,” Doctor Joe encouraged.  “If he has matches I’m sure he’ll be safe enough.”

“‘Twere my fault he were gettin’ lost,” said Seth.  “He’d never been gettin’ lost if I’d only kept he in sight the way you said to do.”

“No,” objected Doctor Joe, “we’ll not say it was anybody’s fault.”

Presently they were ready.  Seth and Micah were detailed to remain in camp, and the others set forth, David and Doctor Joe carrying their rifles.

In much the same manner as that adopted in the search for the rock the previous day, Doctor Joe and the boys spread out on the left, or westward, side of the brook.  Now, however, they were much closer together, because they could see so short a distance through the snow.  Walking was much harder, and their progress correspondingly slower.