As the first bucket for camp use was drawn, Peggy hastened up with a cup and extended it.
"Oh, do let me have a drink," she exclaimed; "I'm dying with thirst and can't wait for tea."
"Same here," cried Jess, eagerly.
Mr. Bell smiled and eyed them quizzically.
"I wouldn't advise you young ladies to try it till it has been boiled," he said, "but of course if you insist—"
"We do," cried both girls.
"Fill the cups, Juan," ordered Mr. Bell.
The guide did so, and Peggy and Jess eagerly raised the receptacles. But hardly had they taken a swallow before they hurriedly ceased drinking.
"Oh, what awful stuff!" sputtered Peggy, while Jess simply gasped.
"Bah! It tastes like aged eggs added Roy, who had also taken a swallow. "Is it poisonous?"