"Now bring on your treasure closet," exclaimed Kit. "Where's your show?"
Bet pointed to the wall. "That's funny," she exclaimed, "that closet used to be right there. Someone has nailed it up." And Bet tapped the wall with her hard little knuckles.
"It sounds hollow! Maybe some other hermit has fastened it up again," suggested the quiet Shirley.
"Hidden treasure!" exclaimed Joy.
"You can have all the treasure you find," laughed Shirley. "I'm off to find deer tracks."
"Usually I'm not a curious person," began Kit.
"You don't say so! Do tell us more about yourself!" Joy was always teasing and the girls were used to her ways. Kit leaned over the door sill, grabbed a handful of snow, aimed it at Joy, then continued her sentence:
"This interests me, and I'm going to investigate. Perhaps some one has hidden away another fortune in the wall."
"I think this hermit must have had a repair-man's mania, the way this board is nailed on! Get your hatchet Kit, and we'll investigate." Bet held out her hand toward the pack.
No one paid any attention to Shirley, who had found a treasure of her own, some deer tracks in the snow outside the hut. "Here's where I'll put my camera," she said to herself. "Oh I do hope I get a good picture!"