"I'm not thleepy," protested Grace, "I could thtay awake for ageth."
"You will be by the time we find our sleeping place. It is some little distance from here." Harriet glanced at the guardian inquiringly.
"Yes, it is the cabin," answered Miss Elting. "Mrs. Livingston lost no time in arranging for us to occupy it, though I am not at all certain that it is the wise thing to do under the circumstances."
"Under what circumstances?" asked Harriet.
"Storms."
"But they can do us no harm."
"We shall have to take for granted that they will not. Mrs. Livingston sent to town to ask permission of the owner, who readily granted it. He had forgotten that he owned the cabin. It seems that no one has occupied it in several years. Mrs. Livingston also obtained some new blankets for us, but for to-night we shall have to put up with some hardships. To-morrow you girls can fix us bough-beds; then we shall be quite comfortable. But we shall have to cook out-of-doors, there being no stove in the cabin."
"We shan't be able to cook on the bar. The breeze from the sea is so strong there that it would blow the fire away."
"We must come to camp for our meals, then. Perhaps that would be better after all. We don't wish to run away by ourselves; and besides this, you are now a Torch Bearer and must take a more active part in the affairs of the Camp, even if you are of the Meadow-Brook group," reminded the guardian.
Harriet nodded thoughtfully.