Nora’s heart was fluttering.
“I never knew what a vacation was before,” she told Cap. “Here I am having a love of a time and doing things worth remembering.”
How different from the fashionable summers she had been accustomed to! Nowadays she hardly had time to look in a glass, and yet she was enjoying every hour. It was like discovering something new continually, and did Nora but know the secret of the adventure it was simply that she was discovering her own resources—she was getting acquainted with Nora Blair.
But miracles are not common, and Nora was not yet completely transformed from a sensitive, secretive girl, to an honest, frank, fearless Girl Scout.
Even the new discovery of Lucia and her sad plight was now locked up in her breast.
But should it have been?
[CHAPTER XVII—A PICNIC AND OTHERWISE]
A rush of events followed. Chief among them was that of a Girl Scout picnic, inaugurated by Ted and Jerry, carried out by Nora and enjoyed by all.
It was a delightful hike out to the Ledge, that big, rugged rock that leaned over a pretty, disjoined lake, made up of tributaries from springs and rain flows. Rocky Ledge was exactly that—narrow, rocky; a table or shelf that leaned out just far enough to form a little portico over the frivolous waters beneath. It was a charmed spot, with many thrilling legends to its credit, and being different from the entire scenery surrounding, it gave the place its name—just like one girl different from her companions will stand out as an example, if she happens to be that kind of different that is interesting.
Not that other parts of this territory were commonplace. No, indeed. There was a fertile farm country, Jerry’s precious forests, Ted’s wonderful butterfly haunts and even Nora’s cedar groves; but these did not touch the high spot enjoyed by that novel little ledge; hence the whole territory was known as Rocky Ledge.