“But I’d rather dig, Julie, and let you two go for wood,” declared Ruth.
“Ha, ha, ha! You’re so contradictory! That’s just what I hoped you’d say! ’Cause I’d lots rather drive Hepsy down the hill and hitch her up to the logs she’s got to haul!” exclaimed Julie, exultantly.
Ruth said nothing but took the spade and started for the newly staked out cellar of the hut. Joan scowled and followed, but she wanted to join Julie in hauling the logs. Betty understood and ran up to exchange work with her.
“I’d be a poor scout if I didn’t dig alongside Ruth when it’s my job!” returned Joan, when Betty said she would exchange.
“But we all will have to dig and take turns, so what difference will it make, Joan dear, if I dig now or later?” argued Betty.
“Don’t you really care whether you work with Ruth or Julie?” asked Joan, skeptically, because she liked to be with Julie.
“It’s all the same to me, as long as we build the house,” returned Betty, taking the pick and thrusting a hook into Joan’s willing hands.
“What’s this for?” wondered she.
“Verny says we have to use it to move the timber.”
“Great! Well, as long as you don’t mind, Betty, I’ll run away and find Julie.”