"Bangor! Bangor!" called the porter, and our friends gathered themselves up to make the change for Lake Monadic.
"I must get a shoe shine," said Tavia, as they stepped on the platform of the big depot. "Just wait here. I won't be three minutes."
"We only have five," Dorothy told her, "and if you are late—I must go on. Cologne is going to meet us away out from camp."
"Oh I'll be back," promised Tavia, and then she was lost in the throng.
CHAPTER VII[ToC]
CAMP C.C.
"There is not another train out this evening," Cologne was telling Dorothy. "Wasn't it perfectly dreadful for her to leave you!"
"I expected something like that to happen from the start," Dorothy replied. "Tavia has a faculty for missing trains. I wonder what she will do?"