“Now don’t get ideas,” interposed Miss Gordon. “Our tree house activities definitely are limited to the daytime.”
The brisk morning hike had made the girls very hungry. Although it was not yet noon, they voted to have lunch immediately.
“We must try out the new dishes,” said Eileen. “My, I wish we had a little stove! Then we could heat things and have a hot meal.”
“And be snug and warm after the weather turns cold,” added Eileen. “Maybe we could keep coming here all winter!”
“Dear me, don’t make any more wishes,” laughed Miss Gordon. “Let’s be satisfied with this little house just as it is.”
The girls spread out their lunch of sandwiches, hard cooked eggs, fresh tomatoes and beverage. Scarcely had they settled down to eat than Veve held up her hand in a signal for silence.
“Sh!” she whispered. “I hear something!”
The others listened intently. But they heard no unusual sound.
“It was the wind whispering in the leaves,” declared Connie. “Or maybe a bird.”
Veve shook her head. “I’m sure it was someone below in the bushes!” she whispered.