“I’d like to take another look up this ravine before we do anything else,” Rogers said as soon as they were ready to start on the search. “From the map I don’t think it’s likely that the place is there but I’d like to look again just the same.” “Suits me,” Gordon told him. “And I suppose we’re as likely to find it one place as another. A map as old as that one isn’t likely to be very accurate,” Bill added as they started off up the narrow defile. “There’s the rock that came pretty near putting me out of business,” Gordon told Bill a few minutes later as he stopped and pointed to the stone which had fallen from the top of the cliff and had so narrowly escaped him. “It would have done just that if it had hit you,” Bill shuddered. They spent nearly two hours hunting both sides of the ravine but found nothing and at last Rogers advised going back and starting over again on the cliff facing the ocean. “It isn’t in here that’s certain,” he declared as he mopped his face. “Well, we didn’t expect it was,” Gordon told him, “so we don’t need to be disappointed.” “You sound as though you didn’t expect to find it at all,” Bill told him as they started back. “Don’t you believe it,” Gordon retorted. “I didn’t mean that at all. Of course we’re going to find it. Have we ever fallen down on anything we’ve undertaken?” “But there’s got to be a first time,” Rogers reminded him. “I know, but this isn’t going to be it,” Gordon insisted. “Got a hunch?” Bill laughed. “Maybe,” Gordon replied, returning the laugh. By this time they had reached the entrance to the ravine and for a moment they paused looking both ways to make sure no one was in sight. “Did you take the cells out?” Gordon asked Bill. “I sure did,” Bill assured him. “Don’t catch me leaving them anywhere in it.” “Then let’s go.” They walked slowly along the foot of the cliff keeping their eyes on the almost perpendicular walls that they might miss no single chance. About a quarter of a mile from where they had left the plane was a sharp break in the cliff and as soon as they rounded it they were out of sight of the Albatross, a circumstance which made them all a bit uneasy. But no one mentioned it, and they had proceeded nearly another half mile when Bill, who was a few feet ahead of the others, suddenly stopped and pointed to a spot on the wall about ten feet from the ground. “What do you make of it?” he asked. “Looks as though it might be a stone set in the face of the cliff,” Gordon told him. “That’s what I thought.” “Where do you mean?” Rogers asked taking a step nearer the cliff. “Right over your head,” Bill told him. “Don’t you see it?” “You mean where that crack is?” Rogers again asked pointing. “That’s it.” “Well, all I’ve got to say is that you must have mighty sharp eyes to notice it,” Rogers told them. “Of course I see it now but I never would have noticed it.” “What made me notice it is that it’s a different kind of stone from the rest of the cliff,” Bill told him.