"You ought not to have come through the woods
alone at this hour of the night, Nan, as you know perfectly well. But
there is no way now for me to send you back to-night, though I am sure I
don't know what to do with you. Polly, I think you owe it to us to
explain why you invited a guest to camp and then gave us no warning so
that we might have been prepared."
Under the influence of the meeting of the Council Fire and perhaps more
under the spell of Polly's magnetism than she realized, Miss McMurtry,
although it was plain that she was a good deal vexed, did not put her
question severely.
So it was naturally irritating, not only to her but to a number of the
girls as well, to have Polly, in the midst of the general disapproval,
suddenly shrug her shoulders and give a characteristic laugh. "Oh, for
goodness' sake, don't let us make a mountain out of a molehill!" she
begged. "I was coming back to camp this afternoon and happening to pass
Nan's home, she told me something that I thought it great fun for us to
know. Some of our boy friends are coming out to camp to-morrow
disguised as Indians and mean to take us by surprise. We can be
prepared for them and so turn the joke around the other way. Well,
after Nan told me this we talked for a little while, while Mollie and
Bee and Sylvia walked on ahead.
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