"Howl is no name for it. They tied themselves into double bow-knots of noise."
"I don't believe it."
Elsie replied: "I didn't hear anything but the music. Did you hear the singing?"
Lawson spoke. "You people have the most active imaginations. All I heard was the wind in the pines, and an occasional moose walking by."
"Moose!" cried Mrs. Parker. "Why, they're enormous creatures."
Jennie began to laugh. "You people will need to hurry to be ready for breakfast. I'm going to put the coffee on." She slipped outside. "Oh, girls! Get up at once, it's glorious out here on the lake!"
Curtis was busy about the camp-fire. "Good-morning, sis. Here are some trout for breakfast."
"Trout!" shouted Lawson, from the tent.
"Trout!" echoed Parker. "We'll be there," and the tent bulged and flapped with his hasty efforts at dressing.
In gay spirits they gathered round their rude table, Parker and Jennie particularly jocular. Curtis was puzzled by some subtle change in Elsie. Her gaze was not quite so frank, and her color seemed a little more fitful; but she was as merry as a child, and enjoyed every makeshift as though it were done for the first time and for her own amusement.