covered with skins instead of rugs,
to bear out the idea of a rough woods dwelling, and two smaller rooms
that were used as a dining-room and a library.

And, as soon as they arrived, they found that they were not the only
ones who had had an encounter with their next door neighbors. Margery
Burton was talking excitedly to Eleanor Mercer.

"I didn't know I was on their old land!" she was saying. "And, if I
was, I wasn't doing any harm."

"Tell me just what happened, Margery," said Eleanor, quietly.

"Why, I was just walking about, looking around, the way one always does
in a new place, and the first thing I knew a girl in a bathing suit
came up to me!"

"'I beg your pardon,' she said, 'but do you know that you are
trespassing?'

"I said I didn't, of course, and she sort of sneered.

"'Well, you know it now, don't you?' she said, as if she was trying to
be just as nasty as she could. 'Why don't you go to the land you're
allowed to use? I do think when people are getting charity they ought
to be careful!'"

"That's another of that crowd of Gladys Cooper's," stormed Dolly.
"What did you say, Margery? I hope you gave her just as good as she
sent!"

"I was so astonished and so mad I couldn't say a thing," said Margery.
"I was afraid to speak--I know I'd have said something that I'd have
been sorry for afterward. So I just turned around and walked away from
her."

"What did she do? Did she say anything more, Margery?" asked Eleanor,
who, plainly, was just as angry as Dolly, though she had better control
of her temper.

"No, she just stood there, and as I walked off she laughed, and you
never heard such a nasty laugh in your life! I'd have liked to pick up
a stone and throw it at her!"

"Good for you! I wish you had!" said Dolly. "It would have served her
right--the cat! Bessie and I met one of them, too, but I happened to
know her, so she asked me to come and spend all my time with them while
we were here! I'm glad I sailed into her. Bessie seemed to think I
was wrong, but I'm just glad I did."

Eleanor Mercer looked troubled. She understood better than the girls
themselves the reason for what had happened, and it distressed and hurt
her. The other girls who had heard Margery's account of her experience
were murmuring indignantly among themselves, and Eleanor could see
plainly that there was trouble ahead unless she could manage the
situation--the hardest that she had yet had to face as a Camp