They'll never know the difference."

Sahwah looked at her with an expression of horror. "It doesn't
matter whether any one knows it or not," she said stiffly. "It
isn't a custom of the Winnebagos to go boating in rest hour."

"It doesn't seem to be a custom of the Winnebagos to do anything
they want to," said Gladys sneeringly. "You girls let Miss Kent
lead you around by the nose as if you were six years old! It's a
pity if girls as old as we are have to take a nap after dinner
like babies. I for one won't stand for it. I don't want to lie
down for an hour every afternoon and I'm not going to do it, so
there! If you had any spirit you'd rebel, too. But you haven't.
You're just like wax in her hands. If she told you to go bed at
four o'clock in the afternoon and stay there, you'd do it! I
dare you to slip out and go for a boat ride with me now, I dare
you! I dare you!"

Sahwah's hair nearly stood on end with fury at this attack on her
beloved Nyoda. "Dare all you like," she said in a choking voice,
"I'll not break a camp rule to please you."

"Very well, then, don't," said Gladys, "and see if I care. If
you would rather abide by silly old rules than have a good time
it's your loss, not mine. I wouldn't be such a baby." She went
back to her bed and lay down with the air of a martyr. Every few
seconds she would look over at Sahwah and pronounce the word
"baby" in a taunting tone.

Sahwah closed her eyes resolutely and pretended not to hear her.