"Oh, dear, if we had only known this we could have worn our Indian suits that we left home," sighed Dot.
"Never mind; I'll pin on this horse-blanket that's under the seat, and you can wrap this linen dust-coat about you," said Don, dragging the blanket out from its hiding place.
"I won't look a bit like an Indian in that old coat. Can't you see another blanket with stripes on it?" asked Dot.
"Not a blanket, but here's a plaid lap-cover," replied Don, as he spied the cotton cover under the blanket.
"What are you children pulling from under that seat?" asked Mrs. Starr, who always watched the twins in fear and trembling.
"We're jus' goin' to be Indians and wear these things," explained Don, carelessly.
Meredith had been sitting with the driver of the cart for some time, hearing stories of life in the wilds, and Lavinia had been playing with Babs during the time the travelling was bad, when the wagons went slowly.
This was Don's opportunity.
Dot and he managed to get out of the back of the carry-all unnoticed.
They hid behind some bushes and as the leaders came opposite, Don jumped out and shouted, dancing about and waving a club over his head. Dot followed her brother's example, and both pranced and shrieked such blood-curdling yells that Mrs. Starr almost fainted while Mrs. Latimer hurriedly leaned out of the wagon to see who had been run over.