nly been entertaining myself by dreaming that this is to be
the chosen site. I can see a mental picture that is very wonderful."

Lance shook his head and laughed.

"I am not wishing to be disagreeable, Tory. Of course this is the
ideal spot. It takes you and me to recognize the fact."

For some reason neither of them understood, Victoria Drew and Lance
McClain usually argued unimportant issues and agreed upon the
important ones.

From a little distance beyond, the rest of the Boy Scout Troop could
now be seen approaching.

"Yes, Don will be here in a little while, Tory. Don't you and Dorothy
worry. I rode over because the camp doctor thought I wasn't in very
good shape. I am not in high favor at camp at present, so I thought
I'd do what I was told on this occasion," Lance remarked.

Only three girls were sufficiently near at this instant to overhear
his speech, Tory, Dorothy McClain and Louise Miller. The other girls
and Miss Frean had moved over to meet the advancing Troop.

"What are you talking about, Lance? What have you done of late to
break the camp discipline? If you don't care for your own sake, I
think you might consider how much Don and I care for your Scout
record. It was enough for you to have originated the ridiculous
excursion that resulted in the trouble between your Troop and our own
that has lasted until now. Please, please don't get into any more
mischief."

In Dorothy's tone there was something maternal. Lance alone of all her
brothers called forth this spirit in her.

"Sister of mine, you take me too seriously. I have only wandered off
from camp now and then for a stroll in the woods. I am obliged to
meditate. I have not broken any of the commandments. It is my
misfortune to be unlike other people. You have told me this a good
many times. So perhaps I am frequently misunderstood."

Lance's tone was so indifferent and teasing that Dorothy was seriously
annoyed.

"I don't mind if Louise and Tory do hear what I have been wanting a
chance to say to you, Lance. You had no right to tell Teresa Peterson
that she would be chosen to play the part of Penelope in our Greek
tableaux. She has been dreadfully disappointed and it has made things
hard for all of us."

"Teresa Peterson to play Penelope! Who says I made any such suggestion,
Dorothy? Teresa looks more like a pretty doll than the model of Greek
faithfulness and propriety."

Dorothy looked puzzled.

"Teresa told me herself, Lance. She