"We have just time for a swim before
breakfast. I see the smoke curling up from the campfire already."
"I don't want to thwim; I want to thleep," protested Tommy.
"Get a move, darlin', unless you want to be thrown in," interjected
Jane, who was hurrying into her bathing suit. "Margery, don't tempt us
too far, or we will throw you in, too."
"I am sleepy, too," declared Harriet, sitting up and rubbing her eyes.
"I can't imagine what makes me feel so stupid this morning." Then,
remembering, she became silent.
"If you would go to bed with the children and get your regular night's
rest, you wouldn't be so sleepy in the morning," Jane answered with
apparent indifference. Harriet regarded Jane with inquiring eyes. "I
wonder if Jane really suspects that I was out of the cabin in the
night, or whether it was one of her incidental remarks?" she
reflected. "I'll find out before the day is ended."
"Am I right, darlin'?" persisted Jane, with a tantalizing smile.
"Right about what?"
"Being up late?"
"I agree with you," replied Harriet frankly, looking her questioner
straight in the eyes. "I am losing altogether too much sleep of late."
"We didn't lothe any thleep latht night," added Tommy.
"You certainly did not, my dear; nor did Margery nor any of the others
unless it were Crazy Jane," declared Harriet with a mischievous glance
at Jane McCarthy, who refused to be disturbed by it or to be trapped
into any sort of an admission.
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