Every one sat up as if a spring had been touched.
“Oh, mercy, look!” yelled a chorus.
They looked, and between the curtain blazed two immense eyes! Also there was a snorting sound!
“A bear!” cried Madaline. “See how tall he is!”
“Yes, look!” exclaimed Cleo, “his head is in—the trees!”
Miss Mackin’s flashlight had slipped from her hand, and it was while she fumbled in the dark for it that this dialogue was snapped off.
“Just wait a minute, and don’t get excited,” she begged so inadequately that Corene repeated:
“Excited!”
Her light recovered, she quickly turned the flash on the thing that was somehow fixed in the joining of the rear flaps of the tent.
“Oh, h-h-h!” screamed the chorus again.