“Won’t there, Mother?” asked Freddie anxiously, pausing with his fork half way to his mouth.
“Oh, yes! Of course! Your father’s only joking!” she said, with a laugh. “But don’t eat too much.”
“I want just a little more,” begged Flossie.
“Can we go out and look at the camp after supper?” Bert wanted to know.
“You can’t see much by lantern light,” his father told him. “You’ll have plenty of chances to-morrow and the next few days.”
Bert found it too dark out of doors when he took a look after leaving the table, and decided to wait until morning.
The cabin was warm and cosy, and the Bobbsey twins thought they had never come to a more delightful place than Cedar Camp. They sat and talked a little while after the meal, and then, when Flossie and Freddie began to show signs of being sleepy, their mother said it was time for them to go to bed. Bert and Nan soon followed.
It seemed to be the middle of the night when Flossie, awakened from a sound sleep, heard a great noise and loud shouting outside the log cabin.
“Mother! Mother! What’s that?” she whispered.
“Only the lumbermen going to work,” Mrs. Bobbsey answered.