Irving appeared in the doorway. "We will postpone the discussion for
the present anyway," he added, in a different tone, rising with
alacrity and dusting off his uniform. "Something tells me that lunch
is waiting. Come, let us eat!"
So ended all serious discussion for that day, and the girls and boys
gave themselves up to the delight of being together again. Only
Betty's thoughts seemed to wander at times and she had to be brought
back by sundry mischievous and significant remarks from the young
folks.
Worn out with fun, the young soldiers slept like tops that night in
their improvised beds and rose the next morning professing to feel
like "two year olds" and ready for whatever new fun and adventure the
day might bring them.
And for the first night since their arrival at Wild Rose Lodge the
girls slept soundly without being bothered by the haunting fear of the
"Thing"-- at least, so they said.
That day they wandered through the woods together, searching for some
sign of their strange visitor, but found not a trace of anything
unusual and alarming.
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