“Where’s the crex rug Verny said we could bring for the ground inside the tent?” called Julie, thrusting her head from the opening of the canvas. But she forgot Ruth had placed a pole directly in front of the entrance to hold up the flap temporarily.
“Ouch! Who left that tree-trunk right in the way?” cried Julie, as she bumped her head smartly.
“That’s the porter standing at the door of our hotel!” retorted Joan, laughing as she saw Julie scowling.
“Well, where’s the crex rug, anyway?” demanded Julie.
“Come to think of it—Jim threw it out when he unloaded the truck, and then he must have forgotten to pick it up again,” said Mrs. Vernon.
“We’ll have to use grass for carpet to-night, then,” said Julie.
“Unless you run down and drag it up,” ventured Ruth.
“That’s what we brought Hepsy for, girls. Who’ll drive her down and bring back the rug?” called Mrs. Vernon from the hut.
All four were anxious to drive and enjoy the fun, so Julie jumped on the front seat and the others sat dangling their feet from the back of the buckboard. The Captain stood smiling and watching as they went, thinking to herself, “What a good time they will have in camp!”
When the amateur truckman returned, Ruth called out: “Guess what, Verny? We found the seat of the buckboard in the bushes, too. Wasn’t it fortunate we went for the rug?”