"Not much!" laughed Mr. Starr. "I doubt if Venie can keep you two in order, but we will try it."
"Where's Mete going to live?" asked Dot eagerly.
"Meredith and Paul will have bunks in the same hut with the foreman, and Elizabeth has a bunk partitioned off from her father and mother's half of a hut," replied Mrs. Starr.
"Well, guess I'll have a look at my house," ventured Don, stepping into the log cabin which was to be his abode for a time.
"Dot, look'a here! they don't have bed-springs in these bunks," whispered Don, lifting up a corner of a sweet smelling mattress.
"And the mattress! What is it stuffed with?" exclaimed Dot.
"Don't know, but it smells fine, don't it?" said Don.
Meredith and Paul peeped in just then and seeing the two examining the beds, laughed.
"You ought to see ours, if you think the company ought to provide you with Dutch feather-beds," said Paul.
"What are yours?" Don asked.