“Because someone has mixed up the signs!” Connie answered. Her eyes flashed angrily. “Oh, those horrid boys who changed the markings on the trees must have done it!”
“Then we’re on Trail 3 instead of Trail 2, and a long way from the spring,” Eileen declared uneasily.
“I don’t think we’re on Trail 3 either,” Veve said, peering ahead.
“Then where are we?” Sunny demanded.
“We’re just off somewhere in the forest,” Veve admitted, her voice weak from fright. “The trail has played out entirely. If you want to know the worst—we’re lost!”
CHAPTER 6
A Mysterious Sack
OF the group, Connie was the only one who remained entirely cool and collected.
“We can’t be lost,” she advised the others. “All we have to do is return the way we came.”
“But we’re off the regular trail,” Veve insisted, less frightened. “We must be a long distance from the spring.”