"But suppose it gets dark before we reach camp," said Edith.
"All the more fun. We can take along a flash-light. Father has one that gives out a big light. He bought it when he went fishing not long ago. I'll ask him to lend it to us," said Letty, "and mother has some regular U. S. Army blankets that she takes when we go to the mountains every summer. She'll let us each take one. They will be just the thing if we want to sleep on the beach."
CHAPTER XXVIII
Help! Help!
When the three girls started on their expedition the next day, they were the center of attention at the depot. Each wore a khaki suit, consisting of a middy blouse and bloomers, heavy leggings and soft felt hat. Their blankets were thrown over their shoulders and strapped at the side. Inside the rolled blanket each had a sweater, a bathing suit and a cap. One girl carried a camera, one a box of lunch and the other a flash light.
"Aren't we loaded though?" cried Letty as they seated themselves in the train.
"I should say so. I feel like Tartarin when he started to climb the Alps," said Edith.
"I never heard of Tartarin," said Mary Lee. "Who was he?"
"Didn't you ever read 'Tartarin of Tarascon,' by Alphonse Daudet?" asked Letty.
"No, but I've heard of Daudet. He was a celebrated Frenchman, wasn't he?"