"There are no bears in this part of the country. I'm ashamed to see you
such a coward."

"You can't thee me at all. It ith too dark," retorted Grace. "What ith
that? Thomebody whithpered."

Harriet Burrell did not answer, for she was sound asleep by this time.
Tommy lay there staring into the darkness until her eyelids grew heavy.
They drooped and drooped, finally closing over her eyes altogether. But
she had no more than dropped into a doze when she came to a sitting
posture wide awake. Something had disturbed her. Something was moving in
the tent and she could almost feel it.

Tommy's eyes grew wide with terror.

"Harriet!" she whispered. "Harriet!" This time the whisper was a little
louder, but there was no answer to the appeal. Then a most terrifying
thing occurred. A low, deep growl sounded right at the head of Tommy's
cot. With a wild cry the terrified little girl landed in the middle of the
floor.




CHAPTER VII

TOMMY HAS A NIGHTMARE


Harriet rousing herself from a sound sleep, did not know where she was for