“That’s the spirit!”
CHAPTER VI
THE HERMIT’S HOUSE
That night after supper, when the whistle had shrilled for silence, Happy Face Frayne, who was officer of the day, made announcement of the evening’s program. “We still have lots of daylight left after supper, so we have planned a few short hikes before dark. Then, after that, we’ll gather here in the lodge around the fire and have some songs and stories.”
“Hurray!”
“Mr. Munson will take a group up the mountain road to the Devil’s Potato Patch. Mr. Colby will head a boating expedition to the dam at the end of the lake, while those who want to visit Rattlesnake Joe, the hermit, will report to Dr. Cannon. Those who stay in camp can have a rousing game of volley ball—Long Jim Avery and Lieutenant Eames will choose sides.”
“Hurray!”
“Dismissed!”
“Where you going, you crazy Irishman?” Blackie asked his bosom friend Gallegher when they were outside.
“Me? I’m goin’ to start out with the bunch up the mountain, and then lose myself. You want to come?” He winked significantly.
“What are you going to do?”