“They will like it in the end. Let me know how it comes out, girls.”
“Indeed we will.”
“Be sure to have them start out early tomorrow morning before anybody else does.”
As they came back toward the club house, they saw June, Dot and Jo sitting on the steps, talking earnestly and mysteriously, as gestures and looks indicated.
“Hello, June,” called Campbell, holding out a hand. “And how are Dot and Jo by this time?” June sprang to meet him, Dot took his other hand and Jo stood smiling by.
“Where’ve you been, Mr. Stuart?” asked Dot. “We looked for you after supper.”
“Just now we’ve come from the pine grove and around the rocks,” replied Campbell, promptly and truthfully. “Big storm last night, girls, must have beat upon the rocks something fierce! I wonder if it opened up any of the caves where Captain Kidd’s treasure is!”
“Campbell!” exclaimed Hilary, laughing.
“We’ll go up tomorrow and see,” said Jo, entering into the spirit of Campbell’s joking. “But we children are not allowed to play around there alone. I don’t see why, because there’s nobody ever there but camp folks.”
“Could the big girls take you? They could get up early for once, couldn’t they?”