"Why, yes; Everglade?" and her eyes set more deeply. "I have a friend in camp out that way."
In camp! Then she was not altogether insane, for there were many campers at Everglade.
"Yes," said Tavia, "so have I. We can walk along together."
This seemed to satisfy the girl, and she did start to tramp along. Tavia noticed how neatly she was dressed, and did not fail to see a beautiful chain and ornament about her slender white throat.
"But it's a long way," spoke the girl. "My name is Bird of Paradise. What might yours be?"
"Betsy Dixon," replied Tavia aptly. "Yours is a much prettier name. May I call you Birdie?"
"Certainly, and I shall call you Betty. I have a friend named Betty."
For some moments they walked along in silence. The two girls were as different in dress and manner as were Dorothy and Tavia, and the latter noticed how much like Dorothy the strange girl was. About the same height, same colored hair, and the same deep, blue eyes.
"Are there no houses near here?" asked Tavia. "I am afraid night will catch us soon."
"Oh, yes, there is a hotel over that ledge. It is there I am taking you."