“I want to snoop about here a little more,” said Julie.
“And I want to figure out how many tree-trunks we’ll have to drag over here before we can have a cabin as good as this one,” called Joan, as she measured the length of logs with a hair-ribbon.
“Mercy! Aren’t any of you going to eat before you finish that nonsense?” Ruth asked plaintively.
Mrs. Vernon smiled. Then she turned to Joan and said: “If you girls will really promise to build and finish a hut, I will ask Uncle Verny to loan us the farm-horse to haul the timbers. You girls could never drag them, you know. But Hepsy is accustomed to hauling and heavy work, so we need have no fear of straining her.”
“Just the thing! Hepsy forever!” shouted Joan, throwing her hat in the air for a salute.
“Can you remember all the things we still need this summer, Verny?” asked Julie, anxiously.
“We’ll jot down everything as we remember it, then we can compare lists when we go to order the things,” said Mrs. Vernon.
“Won’t the girls at school look green with envy when we tell them we are going to have a strange girl camp with us this summer?” laughed Julie, as a thought struck her.
“Who is she?” gasped the other girls in surprise.
“Ho! did I get you on that?” teased Julie.