CHAPTER XIII.
BUSHING IT.
"If we don't get to Gundabook to-m'ght we will be badly off for supper, and there is no water to be got that I know of," said Allan Lindsay, after they had finished the provisions they had taken with them. "I don't like the wind coming up so strong. I would fain have allowed the horses a longer Spell, but I think we must push on."
"There is thunder in the air," said Amy, in a low voice.
"I hope we will get forward before it comes on," said Allan; "I know you cannot hear being out in it. So, Mr. Lufton, get Isabel's horse and . I will mount Amy. Riding habits are very pretty, girls, and you both look very well in them, but they are a great encumbrance at times. Could you not tuck them up a little,so as to leave you more freedom? Keep close
