CHAPTER XVII
THE SOUP THAT FAILED
Almost the sole topic of discussion at Camp Wau-Wau on the following day was the train of exciting events of the previous evening. There were, too, murmurs of disapproval at the trick that Harriet Burrell and Jane McCarthy had played on the girls. Some of the Camp Girls were ashamed that they had shown such cowardice, others were angry at the Meadow-Brook Girls for making them appear at a disadvantage. Among the latter were Patricia and Cora. These two were talking it over when Harriet in passing, bade them a pleasant good morning.
"Now look at her superior smile, will you?" jeered Patricia. "I just would like to take her down a notch or two, and I will before I leave this camp."
"How?" asked Cora reflectively.
"I don't know. I'll catch her somehow and make a laughing stock of her before the rest of the girls."
"Patricia, have you forgotten the bath towel—have you forgotten what she knows about us?"
"No, I haven't," answered Patricia Scott, with a toss of her head.
"And she hasn't said a word to any one about it."
"You don't know that. Have you noticed that that Miss Elting looks at us very queerly when she passes us? She is very cold and distant, too, just as though she knew something about us. You mark my words, that Meadow-Brook Girl has told her all about finding the towel, but if it gets to the Chief Guardian I know how I can turn the tables on that impudent Harriet Burrell."