"I've some extra skirts you can wear till you can send back for some," said Charley. "Let's go into the living tent out of this heat while the boys unload."
They went alone, for Felicia, after standing in an agony of indecision for a moment or two, decided in favor of the tantalizing packages in the wagon box. The girls were not in the tent long. When they came out, they had their arms about each other.
"Elsa's going up to the house with me and get a bath and change her clothes. We'll be down for supper," said Charley.
There was a flush of happiness on her face that made Dick say, "I hope you stay forever, Elsa! Come along! I'll take the team up and your trunk. What do you want done with the cot and things, Ernest?"
"Never mind those," said Elsa, serenely. "I'm going to stay with Charley."
The men looked at each other speechlessly. As the wagon rattled off, Roger said to Ernest: "They were in that tent less than five minutes. What do you suppose happened?"
Ernest shook his head. "I've given up trying to understand women. Look at that cot and the lumber--a whole darned outfit, and I nearly killed the horses getting the mess up in one load because Elsa insisted she'd have to have it to-night. Women!"