"Wasn't it wonderful?" whispered Migwan to Sahwah, as they picked
their way back to the tents in the darkness.

"Wasn't it, though!" answered Sahwah, flashing her little bug
light on the path before her.

Gladys's bed was in the Omega tent with Sahwah, Hinpoha and
Migwan. One end faced the lake and the stars peeked in with
friendly twinkles, while the moon flooded the place with silver
light. The three girls were out of their Ceremonial costumes and
into their nightgowns in no time, while Gladys fussed around
nervously.

"Aren't we going to have the lantern lit?" she asked.

"What for?" said Sahwah. "The moon makes it as bright as day."

Gladys took off her middy. "Where are we going to hang our
clothes?" she asked next.

"Throw them across the foot of your bed," answered Hinpoha, "or
lay them on the stool, or up on the swinging shelf, or hang them
on the floor, the way Sahwah does." At this Sahwah sat up in bed
and threw her pillow at Hinpoha. Hinpoha sent it back and Sahwah
threw it the second time. Instead of hitting Hinpoha, however,
it landed in the basin of water in which Gladys was trying to
wash herself, knocking it off the stand and out of the tent door.
Gladys gave an exclamation of impatience. Sahwah hastened to
apologize. "I'm awfully sorry, Gladys. But you saw how it was.