But five minutes after she had spoken Gale heard her regular breathing and knew she was asleep.
The next morning the girls were awakened by the aroma of coffee and by Tom banging on the frying pan.
“Wake up, sleepy-heads!” he roared.
The girls tumbled from their tents stiff and only half awake. The cold creek water, dashed in their faces, though, served to put life into them with its tingling properties. Breakfast was more delicious than they had ever remembered that meal to be. Perhaps it was the invigorating air, the exercise of the day before, or the excitement prevailing over this trip, but they all had big appetites.
“What are we going to do today?” Virginia asked.
“I am going to rest, rest, and rest some more,” Janet said loudly, as if daring someone to contradict her. “I shall never, never forget that ride yesterday.”
“I’m going to do the same,” Valerie declared. She was looking a little weary this morning, but she seemed in good spirits.
“Me likewise!” vouchsafed Carol.
“Well, I think I’d like to take a walk,” Madge said. “How about it, Virginia?”
“Just the thing,” Virginia declared.