“And my feet hurt,” added Vi pathetically.
Suddenly Billie called to them. She had gone on a little ahead and, peering through the dusk, had seen the outline of something dark, a black smudge against the gray of the woods.
“Girls, come here quick!” she cried, and half-fearing, half-hoping, they knew not what, the others ran to her.
CHAPTER II
THE HUT IN THE WOODS
“What is it?” Laura cried.
For answer Billie pointed through the gloom.
“There! See it?” she cried excitedly. “It’s some sort of little house, I guess—a hut or something.”