Try as they would to forget it, they could not.
There were three small sleeping rooms in the lodge, but, small as they
were, they were comfortable and contained beds that seemed the height
of luxury to the tired girls.
Because of the indistinct and flickering candle light the girls could
make out very little of what the rooms really looked like, and they
postponed any close examination until the morning. Back of the lodge
was a shed for the cars.
The bedrooms were all joined by doors, which gave the girls a safe and
sociable feeling. Mrs. Irving, of course, had one room to herself,
Betty and Mollie slept together and Grace and Amy paired off.
They wasted little time in getting ready-- Betty and Mollie had
appointed themselves a committee of two to bring in the grips from
Mollie's car-- and before long they tasted the exquisite restfulness
of comfortable beds after a long nerve-trying day in the out-of-doors.
"I don't believe I shall close my eyes all night," said Amy with
conviction. "I'm too horribly nervous."
But three minutes later she was sound asleep!
The sun had been up a good two hours before any one stirred in Wild
Rose Lodge.
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