"Now, Miss Burrell, you say you do not know who these girls were; you could not identify them. Is that what I am to understand?"
"No, I do not know them," replied Harriet, gazing straight into the face of the Guardian.
The young girl felt that every eye in the camp was fixed upon her.
"I will ask you one other question," continued Mrs. Livingston. "Have you any suspicion as to who they are? Think well before you answer."
Harriet hesitated a moment, studying the Council Fire gravely. Then she raised her clear eyes to the face of Mrs. Livingston.
"I have no suspicion that I should care to voice," she answered.
"That will be all. You may resume your place with your companions. Will Miss Thompson please step forward?"
Tommy tripped over to the fire. There was a frightened look on her face.
"Tell us what happened to you, my dear," urged Mrs. Livingston encouragingly.
Tommy stammered and lisped and twisted and turned, then she burst forth into speech.