Dorothy Dale's Camping Days by Margaret Penrose
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"But the eyes!" asked Tavia. "I saw terrible eyes!"
"Might have been imported fire flies," answered Dorothy. "I believe Jack has a penchant for odd bugs!" "Oh, isn't that too mean!" "And Jack's good cartridges!" "But the brush is all right," declared Cologne. "We just needed a window brush to make the camp outfit complete. But don't let's tell the boys," she pleaded hastily. "Oh, no!" chimed Tavia and Dorothy. Then all three in turn took the rope route down to the lower floor. CHAPTER IX A STRANGE MEETING For several days after the "hunt" the girls kept up the joke on themselves. Time after time they threatened to let Jack, and his friend Percy, guess the truth, but Tavia, the most to be feared, did manage to keep the laugh purely feminine. Dorothy and Cologne were gathering berries this morning, while Tavia |
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