"Is that a face there?" he asked.
"It certainly is a face."
"But it looks too small for a human face. It may be caused be some
odd arrangement of the leaves. Besides, it is very indistinct."
"Sure, because it is in the shade. It is almost a miracle that we see
it at all. I 'll get a better print of it soon and enlarge it. Then
we shall know more about it. Now, look lower down. What do you see
there?"
"Say," cried Frank, "that's a child's face up there! Here is the leg
below. Now, what do you think of that?"
"That is doubtless the boy Jack and I saw," said Ned.
"The grandson?" asked Frank.
"The prince, unless I am much mistaken," Ned said, cooly.
"So you saw him?" asked Frank.
"We saw a child," was the reply. "He came toward us for a few steps
and then ran back! Now we'll look over the remaining pictures and see
what we can find."
"That wasn't the grandson, was it?" asked Frank.
"Mike III. was at the cabin that afternoon," was the reply.
Presently Ned came to another torn print showing the mountain slope
directly in front of Chimney rock. He passed it over to Frank with an
odd look in his eyes.
"Look right in the foreground, between those two stones," he said.
"What is it between the stones?" asked the boy.
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