"Girls, if we expect to entertain the Grey Fox boys at dinner this afternoon, we'd better go back now and begin work."
"Without a clue to any wild animal we tracked?" sighed Judith.
"Oh, yes, Judy—we've got some fine clues, and by the time we're at camp and have our books out, Julie will be back with proofs! Come on," was Joan's assurance to the girls.
On the way, the scouts discussed the last track they had discovered. "I was sure it was a crow's," asserted Amy.
"No, it was more like a chicken-hawk's," Hester added.
"There wouldn't be any chicken-hawk around here in these woods," said Joan.
"Maybe it was the American Eagle," laughed Mr. Gilroy.
"Yes, it got tired of sitting on the flagpole where the colors have hung for four days without being taken in at night, as they should be," remarked the Captain.
"Dear me, Verny, there is so much to remember in camp. We always remember the flag after we are in bed at night," complained Ruth.
"The Orderly will have to appoint a flagman for each day after this," said Mrs. Vernon.