"When we get to camp I'm going to take a bath in the thea," she
announced carelessly. Miss Elting regarded her sharply.
"Camp? Sea?" questioned the guardian.
"Yeth. I thaid 'camp' and 'thea.'"
"Where do you think you are going, Grace?"
"Why, to the thea thhore of courthe. But there ithn't anybody there."
"Tommy, you've been spying. I am amazed at you."
"No, I haven't been doing anything of the thort. It ith true, ithn't
it?"
"I shall not tell you a single thing. You are trying to quiz me. That
isn't fair, my dear."
Tommy chuckled and joined Harriet, linking an arm with her and
starting a lively conversation. Harriet, instead of growing weary,
appeared to be getting stronger with the moments. Her step was more
and more springy, and her face had resumed its usual healthy color,
but this was the longest five miles she remembered to have traveled.
The others felt much the same. It must be remembered that they had had
neither supper nor breakfast, except for the cup of coffee that they
had taken before starting out on their tramp. The guardian had hoped
to reach her destination in time for luncheon, when she knew the girls
would have a satisfying meal. However, the hour was near to one
o'clock when finally the boy shouted to them.
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