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raise him, the girls supporting, each, a
knickerbockered leg, Pemrose the injured
one, while Andrew took the main weight
of the writhing body, until they laid it
upon some dry moss.

Yes! and she knew further what to
do, that Camp Fire Girl who wore the
Fire Maker's bracelet upon her wrist,
for plucking off her soft, green sweater
she rolled it into a wad and placed it
under the hollow of the injured knee, so
flexing it, supporting it, while Una
doubled hers into a pillow for his head,--Una
who moved as if in a fantastic dream.

And then arose the question as to the
next move; how to go about obtaining
further help.

"We might--might make a stretcher
with poles, saplings, with our sweaters,
your coat, Andrew, and--and carry him
down to the nearest farmhouse," Pem
suggested.

"No-o thank--you!" The injured
man shifted his shoulders ever so slightly
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