"Let us hope that the girl's conscience may trouble her so much that she
will confess her part in the affair to Mrs. Livingston. That will relieve
you of all responsibility."

"She never will," muttered Harriet.

The guardian and Harriet strolled slowly back toward the camp. On the way
there just at the edge of the camp they passed Patricia Scott. The latter
gave Harriet a contemptuous glance, then coolly ignored her nod which was
more friendly than Patricia could have hoped for. Miss Elting saw the
hostile glance and the ignoring of Harriet's nod.

"If that young woman were in my division I certainly should call her to
account for that. Doesn't she like you?" questioned Miss Elting bending a
keen look on her companion.

"She doesn't seem to like me very well," answered Harriet, then changing
the subject she began discussing a tall tree that stood just in front of
the tent occupied by the Chief Guardian. It was one of those spindling
pines that seem to pierce the sky. Harriet asked the guardian if there
were not great danger of its being struck by lightning.

Before Miss Elting could answer, the honk honk, honk of a motor car was
heard nearing the camp.

Among the tall spruce trees they made out an automobile, that had left the
log road and was being recklessly driven through the forest toward the
camp. It did not seem possible that the driver of the car could pursue
such a perilous course without wrecking the automobile which was going far
more rapidly than safety warranted. There would be a brief hesitation as