“And aren’t we looking? and haven’t we been looking for an hour?” cried two gay voices on the right, as the twins sprang from behind the tall sycamore that had concealed them.
Then they started three cheers for “The Merry Five,” in which their young visitors most lustily joined.
“Ship ahoy! Cast your anchor!” called genial Captain Bradstreet, drawn from his tent by the joyful tumult.
Auntie David hurried after to shake hands with the newcomers, and bid them welcome to the camp. All were talking and laughing together, and making so pleasant a din that the sleepy old owl at the top of the sycamore actually winked at them, and cocked his head on one side to listen.
“The twins sprang from behind the tall sycamore.”
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CHAPTER VIII
THE LITTLE MINERS
Pauline raised the green mosquito-netting that screened the door of the largest tent, and courtesied demurely to her visitors.
“‘Will you walk into my parlor?’”