sport," said Hinpoha emphatically.

"Maybe I have a reason for not singing," said Gladys in a lofty
manner.

"Well, what is it?" said Sahwah, exasperated into sharp speech.
Gladys pursed up her lips but did not reply.

Nyoda saw that a storm was brewing. It was the inevitable result
of the girls having been pent up so close together for over two
days. She pulled out her watch. "It's time for folk dancing,"
she announced briskly. The girls looked out of the window. The
rain was still teeming down. "Who's game to put on her bathing
suit and dance in the rain?" asked Nyoda.

"I, I," cried all the girls. They followed her to the tennis
court, where they did such dances as they could without music and
ended up with a lively game of "Three Deep," the water running
down over their faces. "Let's play 'Stump the Leader,"' said
Nyoda, when they had grown tired of "Three Deep."; "Follow me."
She led them a wild chase all over the camp, over rocks and
stumps, around trees and through puddles, then down on the dock.
She dove into the lake, swam around the dock, climbed out on the
rocks, out on the dock again and climbed the tower, from which
she jumped, the girls keeping close behind her, all except
Gladys. By the time swimming hour was over the girls had let off
enough steam to dwell together again in peace and amity.

Late that afternoon the rain ceased and the sun peeped out, pale
and wan from his long imprisonment. At the first beam that shone