“Oh, Jack, I’m so glad! Did Roger make it, too?”
“Yes—we’re both in the troop now.”
“So is Doris,” laughed Marjorie.
The holidays passed rather quietly for Marjorie; she studied from a Latin book she had brought home with her, and worked on her crochet. True to her promise, Ruth came over to copy her pattern, and proved her ability in the new accomplishment.
Ruth and Jack discussed the party at the cabin; but Jack regretted that both he and Roger were too new to be included among the lucky participants.
It was with a very heavy heart that Marjorie watched Ruth pass her house the Tuesday before school re-opened, bound for the cabin party of the scouts. Jack rushed out to carry her suitcase to the station; and Marjorie wiped away a tear as she turned again to her Latin grammar.
The Girl Scouts met in the dining-room, and made a pretence at eating the lunch Mrs. Rock had provided. But they were all too impatient to get started to care to waste any unnecessary time; so after fifteen minutes had elapsed, Miss Phillips announced her intention of starting.
When the girls got off the trolley at the foot of Bear’s Hill, they found two of the Boy Scouts waiting for them. As they came forward, the girls of the first patrol identified them as David Conner and Russell Henderson.
After the usual ceremony of greeting, David said:
“Our boys have laid a trail for you to follow; if you don’t miss any of the signals, we ought to reach the cabin in fifteen minutes’ time!”