“Why, there’s nothing to explain; you are just going, that’s all,” said Lucile, as if the matter were definitely settled.
“Lucy, are you fooling? If you are, I’ll never, never forgive you.” It was Evelyn who spoke, her whole body quivering with excitement.
“No, she’s in earnest; can’t you see? She means, she means——” and Jessie paused before the fateful word.
It was more than Lucile could stand. She jumped up, danced a few joyous and absurd little steps, then turning, made the girls a low bow.
“Greetings, fellow-travelers,” she said.
CHAPTER II
ECHOES OF THE CAMP-FIRE
“But whatever put it into your head to take us along?” Jessie asked, after the first wild excitement had abated a trifle.