trick of theirs," said Dolly, sleepily, and turned
over again.

But a few minutes later Eleanor's voice, calling them, took them
downstairs in a hurry. They found her talking to Miss Brown, who was
in tears.

"Girls," said Eleanor, "Gladys Cooper and another girl are lost, and
they must be out on the mountain. It's turned very cold. Shall we
help find them? We haven't been friends, but remember what Wo-he-lo
means!"

CHAPTER XV

COALS OF FIRE

There wasn't a single dissenting voice. Once they knew what was
required, the girls rushed at once to their rooms to dress, and within
ten minutes they were all assembled on the porch. Mingled with them
were most of the girls from Miss Halsted's camp, thoroughly frightened
and much distressed, and evidently entirely forgetful of the trouble
that had existed as late as that evening between the two camps.

"Now, I'll tell you very quickly what the situation is," said Eleanor.
"Don't mind asking questions, but make them short. It seems that some
of the other girls over there were angry at Gladys when they got back
there after Miss Brown came here to see me. And they told her she had
been wrong in setting them against us."

"I knew she was the one who had done it!" Dolly whispered to Bessie.

"She and one other girl, Marcia Bates, were great chums, and they got
angry. They said they wouldn't stay to be abused--isn't that right,
Miss Brown?--and they decided to go for a walk in the woods back of the
lake here."

"They've often done it before," said Miss Brown. "I thought it was all
right and they would have gone, anyhow, even if I'd told them not to do
it."

"When they started," Eleanor went on, "the moon was up, and there were
plenty of stars, so that they should have been able to find their way
back easily, guided by the moon or by the Big Bear--the Dipper. But
it's clouded up since then and it's begun to rain. The wind has
changed, too, and they might easily have lost themselves."

"Wouldn't they be on a regular trail?" asked Margery Burton.

"There aren't any regular trails back here," spoke up one of the girls
from the Halsted camp. "There are just a lot of little paths that
criss-cross back and forth, and keep on getting mixed up. It's hard
enough to find your way in daylight."

"They have sent for guides from the big hotel at the head of the lake,"
said Eleanor. "They will get here as soon as they can, and a few men
are out searching alread