The utter ignoring of her presence and the clapping of Hilda's hands proved too much for Nita's disposition and she came out of the tent and walked down to the fire-place.
"What shall I do toward supper?" asked she sulkily.
"Oh, I thought Zan asked you to go to the house for her! Haven't you started?" asked Miss Miller in surprise.
Nita shrugged her shoulders and watched the interesting construction of the camp-fire.
"I'm too tired! Let Hilda go."
"But Hilda is helping me."
"Well, then let Zan go when she gets back. I'll start to spread a table-cloth on the flat rock over there shall I?"
"I really cannot change Zan's orders, you know. She is Big Chief, and I am only Guide."
"That's all nonsense, Miss Miller, and you know it! You have the right to order us to do just what you think best," snapped Nita.