"I shall ask some of our craftswomen here to build beds for the
cabin," announced the Chief Guardian, as they were sitting down.
"It is not necessary," replied Miss Elting. "Our girls prefer the
bough beds, which they will build during the day."
"And what will our new Torch Bearer do to amuse herself after the
regular duties of the day are done?" questioned Mrs. Livingston. "Will
she take her group for a swim in the Atlantic?"
"Yeth, Harriet and mythelf are going to try to thwim acroth thith
afternoon," Grace informed them.
"Swim across the Atlantic? Mercy me!" answered Mrs. Livingston
laughingly. "That would indeed be an achievement."
"I beg your pardon, but I didn't thay 'acroth the othean'; I meant to
thwim acroth the pond down in the cove yonder. Harriet could thwim
acroth the othean if she withhed to, though," added Tommy.
"You surely have a loyal champion, Miss Burrell," called one of the
guardians from the far end of the table. "Still, we have not heard
what you are going to do to-day. I am quite sure it will be something
worth while?"
"I have about made up my mind to go out in search of buried treasure,"
answered Harriet, with mock gravity. They laughed heartily at this.
Jane regarded her narrowly.
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