“I don’t see why we can’t use this hut, too,” said Julie.
“The frame and floor beams are solid enough,” added Joan, examining the posts.
“It will need a roof and some new side-logs—that is all,” Ruth said, taking a lively interest in the camp-plan.
“Yes, we can easily repair it, and then you girls can build your own hut as an annex to this hotel,” said Mrs. Vernon, still smiling with satisfaction at the discovery of the cabin.
“Dear me! I wish we had brought our camp outfit to-day and could stay to begin work,” complained Joan.
“I’m crazy to start, too,” admitted Julie.
“But we have to have those tools, and some others besides. I shall ask Uncle Verny to sell us some of his extra ones. He has several hammers, screw-drivers, and other implements he can spare,” said Mrs. Vernon.
“Now what can we look at?” inquired Ruth, quickly wearying of one thing. This was one of the weak tendencies Mrs. Vernon hoped to cure that summer.
“You can bring the hampers over to the pool, if you like, and when we are through planning here, we will join you and have our picnic.”
“Why, I don’t want to carry them alone! Can’t we all go now and do it?”