“If you thought you were good enough I shouldn’t want you to be one,” Laura answered.
XVI
CAMP FIRE GIRLS AND THE FLAG
Miss Laura’s girls had been at the camp a few days when Sadie Page one morning raced breathlessly up to a group of them, crying out, “There’s a big white yacht coming—I saw it from the Lookout. Do you s’pose it’s Judge Haven’s?”
“Won’t it be splendid if it is—if it’s bringing Miss Laura and Olga!” Frances Chapin cried. “Could you see the name, Sadie?”
“No, it was too far off.”
“Let’s borrow Miss Anne’s glass,” cried two or three voices, and Frances ran off in search of Anne Wentworth. When she returned with the glass, they all rushed over to the Lookout. The yacht was just dropping anchor as they turned the glass upon it and Frances cried out,
“O, it is—it is! I can read the name easily. Here, look!” she surrendered the glass to Elsie.