Then she went off to make some inquiries, and was back in a few minutes.
"Come on, girls," she said. "It's only about ten minutes' walk to Camp Sunset, where we are to stay."
And she led the way down to the lake, and along to a group of buildings made out of rough hewn logs, that stood among trees near the water.
"Oh!" gasped Dolly, when they were inside the main buildings. "They call this a camp! Electric lights, and it couldn't be better furnished if it were in the city!"
"The Worcesters like to be comfortable," said Eleanor, with a smile, "even when they pretend they're roughing it. It is a beautiful place, though I like our own rough shacks in the Long Lake country better."
"Come on! I want to explore this place, Bessie!" cried Dolly. "May we, Miss Eleanor?"
"Go ahead, but be back in half an hour. We've got to help to get dinner, even if we are in the midst of luxury!"
So off went the two girls, and Dolly, always delighted by anything new, was all over the place in a few minutes.
"Look at those summer houses—places for having tea, I bet," she said. "Hello! Why, there's another camp, just like this!"
Sure enough, through the trees they could see other buildings, all logs outside, but probably all luxury within. And, even while they were looking at them, Dolly suddenly heard her own name.