"I am not getting fat," declared the jolly little Elizabeth. "I'm simply warped from being out in the rain. You should see my farm."
Then Helen was warned that such beautiful coloring as glowed in her cheeks, and such shadows as lurked under her dark eyes would some day put her in the class of distinguished foreigners, but when she protested that Irish are not so considered, and that those characteristics were hers because of that sort of connection, the girls passed her by as "satisfactory."
The opening strains of the orchestra prohibited further exchange of compliments or criticism, and the scouts paired off for a lively trot.
All the dance seemed suited to their uniforms, in fact, most steps were then executed with some precision, rather military in effect.
All about them buzzed the fairy-like children in such gorgeous styles, as seem specially concocted for big summer hotels; and resting between dances our girls had plenty of opportunity to observe the variety of plumage under which the little summer birds flew.
It was during intermission that the master of ceremonies approached Isabel; she happened to be the tallest of the scouts, and he asked her if they would favor the company with some troop manœuvers, but on consulting the other girls they declined to do so.
"You see," Mary explained, as she was best acquainted with the hotel staff, "we could not do anything in public as a troop without permission. And while this is almost a private gathering, we feel it best to adhere to the rules."
"Still it was flattering to be asked," commented Cleo.
"Let's go out on the porch," suggested Mary. "We will have a beautiful view of the ocean to-night."
But it so happened that something else than the scenic effect entertained them, on the spacious side porch of the Colonade that evening.