That night, after a pleasant day in the woods, during which the Curlytops had much fun, Janet watched her mother laying aside some rings and a breastpin, as Mrs. Martin was getting ready for bed.
“You didn’t find the little diamond locket I lost, did you, Mother?” asked Janet wistfully.
“No, dear, I didn’t,” was the reply. “But don’t worry about it,” she went on, as she saw the sad look on Janet’s face. “Perhaps we may find it sometime, though when I didn’t come across it after we packed up to come here, I began to lose hope.”
“Oh, I’m so sorry!” murmured Janet.
“Don’t worry,” said her mother kindly, and Janet went to bed to dream that she had found the locket and that the diamond in it had grown as large as an orange. When she awakened and found it only a dream, she was very much disappointed.
However, the day that dawned was such a bright and pleasant one and there was the prospect of so much fun in the woods that Janet could not long be sad.
“Come on out and play!” called Ted.
“We have fun!” added Trouble.
“We’ll play camping out in the woods,” said Janet. “We’ll make believe we’re the early settlers like the Pilgrims we read about in our school books, Ted.”
“That’ll be fun,” he agreed.