at the light of the torches, she looked
indignantly at Dolly.

"You're a sneak, Dolly Ransom!" she said. "I should think you would
want to stay with your own sort of people--"

But Dolly was too happy at finding the pair of strays to care what
Gladys said to her.

"Oh, come off, Gladys!" she said. "I suppose you don't know that
you're lost, and that half the people around the lake are out looking
for you? Come on! You'll catch a frightful cold lying here with those
thin dresses on. Hurry, now!"

And finally she managed to arouse them enough to make them understand
the situation. Even then, however, Gladys was sullen.

"That's that silly old Miss Brown," she said. "It's just like her to
go running off to your crowd for help, Dolly. I suppose we ought to be
grateful, but we'd have been all right there until morning."

Dolly didn't care to argue the matter. Her one thought now was to get
outside of the cave and send out by means of the horns the glad news
that the lost ones were found. In a few moments she and Bessie,
blowing with all their might, announced the good tidings.

"Now you two will just walk as fast as you can, so that you can get
into bed and have something warm inside of you. I'll be pretty mad if
you get pneumonia and die after all the trouble we've taken to save
you!" she said, laughing.

Gladys wasn't in any mood, it seemed, to appreciate a joke. As a
matter of fact, both she and Marcia Bates had awakened stiff from the
cold, and though she wouldn't admit it she was very glad of the
prospect of a warm and comfortable bed.

And when the searchers and the rescued ones reached the Halsted Camp,
Gladys wasn't left long in doubt as to the fate of the vendetta she had
declared against the Camp Fire Girls. For, even while she was being
put to bed, she could hear the cheers that were being given by her own
chums for the girls she had tried to make them despise.

"Oh, Miss Mercer, I think you and the Camp Fire Girls are splendid!"
said Emily Turner, the big girl who had been the ringleader of the
tricks with the motor boat. "You're going to stay here quite a while,
aren't you?"

"No," said Eleanor, regretfully. "It was only the fire that made us
stay here as long as we have. Now this wind and rain have ended that,
and we'll go on as soon as the storm is over; day after to-morrow, if
it clears up to-morrow, so that it will be dry when we start."

"Well, I hope we'll see you again--all