Both girls jumped up, and ran to the lane that wound around the camp.

Tavia was standing up waving her hand bag.

"She made friends this time," declared Dorothy. "Just like her to fall
into something easy."




CHAPTER VIII

THE WILD ANIMAL


"Perfectly delicious," Tavia was exclaiming, in her reckless way,
"never believed a barn could be thus converted into a home." She
tossed aside her traveling things. "And so sweet of you, Cologne, to
ask poor me. The old joke, as if Rose-Mary-Cologne-Lavender could be
other than sweet!"

"And so dear of you to get here," said Dorothy, with mocking voice.
"We really thought----"

"Doro, dear, if you only would get over that abominable thinking
habit! See what happened to me when I thought I was was going to be
locked up for the night in the little railroad station! Why, along
whisked an auto, and the lady with the scared-to-death-hair looked at
me. Seeing me was believing. The chaufferine (it was a lady and my