“You are just like Cora Janet,” complained Mabel, “she doesn’t like a light either.”
“Wouldn’t it be nice if Gertrude, Sadie, Margaret, Edna and Cora were with us?” murmured Alice.
“Fine!” agreed Mabel. “But Cora never would have a light.”
“Nor I,” said Marie.
“I’ll put something before it, so it won’t shine in your eyes,” promised Mabel. “But really—the first night you know—it’s so dark, and we don’t know exactly where to find things——”
“What do you want to find things in your sleep for?” demanded Natalie.
“I don’t know as I will, but if I do awaken I like to see a light—especially in a strange place,” replied Mabel.
“Perhaps it will be a good plan to let it burn low,” suggested Mrs. Bonnell, and they did.
At first there was so much laughter and talk that even sleepy Alice declared she felt wide awake. They joked about every happening of the day, from the young man who had tried to flirt with Natalie on the boat, to the strange actions of Old Hanson. Then the laughter became less frequent, and the jokes seemed to lose their point.
The Camp Fire Girls were asleep.