Tommy began to chatter after having
drunk her first cup of coffee. Their companions sat about in a
semi-circle watching them, scarcely able to restrain their curiosity
as to what had happened during the night. Jane opened the recital by a
question.
"Did you really mean that you wished fish for breakfast, Tommy?" she
asked.
Grace regarded her with a frowning squint.
"I didn't want any fithh for breakfatht. It wath the fithh that wanted
me for their breakfatht."
"And there are sharks off this coast, too!" gasped one of the girls.
"Were you in the water for long?" asked Miss Elting.
"It seemed like a long time, it seemed like hours and hours," admitted
Harriet, accompanying the words with a bright smile that the keen-eyed
Chief Guardian saw was forced.
"For hours!" cried the girls in chorus.
"If you feel able, please tell us about it," urged Hazel.
Mrs. Livingston shook her head.
"Both girls are going to bed immediately. Please fix up two cots for
them in my tent. No, no," she added in answer to Harriet's protests,
"it is my order. You are to turn in and sleep until supper time, if
you wish; by that time we shall have the camp put to rights and you
may talk to your hearts' content."
The Chief Guardian led the two girls to her tent, assisting them to
remove their damp clothing, putting them in warm flannel night gowns
and tucking them in their cots.
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