“How I’d like to have a swim in this pool,” called Joan, standing beside the mirror-like water.
“Oh, no; we can take a dip any time. Let’s go for a hike up the mountainside. I want to explore,” cried Ruth.
“Why not wait until to-morrow morning for adventuring—I want to see if there are any fish in this trout brook,” said Betty.
Julie was out of hearing, but she was busy over some quest of her own, and she had shirked work as well as the others.
“Girls, is it possible that you are seeking for a kind fairy who might live in the woods, or are you just waiting for some one to happen along and offer services to you?” asked Mrs. Vernon.
“What do you mean?” inquired Joan, puzzled at the words.
“And what are you looking for, Verny?” asked Betty, seeing the Captain going about examining various spots, then glance up at the trees overhead, or shade her eyes to gaze at the sky.
“Finding a suitable place for the cook-stove,” said she.
“Cook-stove! Why, we didn’t bring any!” replied four girls.
“Oh, yes we did—I’ll show you a fine one to-morrow.”