“Oh, yes, I was going to speak with you about that.”

“The only tent we have is a small A tent with room enough for two persons.  Do you think you can get along with that, allowing one other girl to share the tent with you, say for instance, Miss Kidder?”

“Oh, yes.  But I rather thought I should like to sleep out of doors for a few nights.  May I?”

“If you think you are well enough.  I would suggest that you place your bed near the tent that we shall erect this afternoon, then if you wish to go inside you will not have far to go.  Why do you wish to sleep out of doors?”

“I thought I should like to try for the ‘honor’ for sleeping out doors for five consecutive nights.”

“Oh, yes.  That reminds me.  You have some ‘honors’ coming to you as it is.  At dinner this evening I shall have something to say that undoubtedly will please you.  But we have a visitor.  I must leave you.”

The visitor was none other than Charlie Collier.  He was alone and was shaking hands with Cora when Harriet first caught sight of him.  Harriet Burrell’s face assumed a thoughtful expression as she looked the young man over.  She had no particular fault to find with his appearance, but the conversation she had overheard between Cora and Patricia outside the tent, instantly recurred to Harriet.  Mr. Collier was undoubtedly there to get his answer regarding Cora’s accompanying him to the dance at “The Pines.”

“Oh, I hope she doesn’t do anything so foolish,” thought Harriet.

The guest was soon chatting with Mrs. Livingston, then after having paid his respects to her, he walked with Cora, greeting the other girls to whom he had been introduced on his previous visit.  He glanced at Harriet and she was positive that he asked some question of his companion concerning her, for Cora turned quickly toward Harriet, then seeing she was observed, shifted her glance.

“I wish she would introduce me.  I know I could very easily spoil her little plan,” thought Harriet.  However, she was not asked to meet Mr. Collier.  Very shortly afterwards, he bade the girls good-bye, saying that he must be getting on as he was to have an active part in the preparations for the dance at “The Pines” that evening.  More than one girl in camp wished that she might be numbered among those who were going to dance at “The Pines.”

Jane came running up to Harriet saying that Mrs. Livingston had said Jasper was to fix whatever sort of a bed Harriet wished.  Jane suggested that they bring a cot out from one of the tents, and build a roof over it.

“That isn’t the kind of bed I am going to sleep on,” answered Harriet, glancing up brightly.  “Did you ever see a woodsman’s bed?”

“Gracious, no!” exclaimed Crazy Jane.  “What sort of a freak is it?”

“There comes Jasper.  I will tell him what I want.  He doesn’t look particularly happy, does he!”

Harriet told Jasper to cut two six-inch tree trunks and fetch them to the site of the new tent.  He brought some that had already been cut for a Council Fire.  Harriet directed him to place them on a level piece of ground, parallel to each other and about four feet apart.