"
"Just between ourselves," chuckled Harriet under her breath.
"Sure. I've got a daughter just your age, and she's almost as good a
campaigner as you are, though I reckon this night's doings would have
been too much for her. You don't find many such as you and your
outfit." Having expressed his opinion, Janus proceeded to his work,
and a moment later had a quantity of dry leaves ablaze.
"Now fetch on your wood. Who says Jan Grubb can't build a fire when
there isn't anything to build with?" he boasted. "Easy. Not so much
at a time. You'll press it down to the ground so the draft can't get
under it, and then your nice little fire will go out. We'll build a
roarer, then we can start a smaller one for cooking."
"I won't be sorry to eat a square meal," chuckled Jane.
"Nor I," agreed Margery, "I haven't eaten a square meal for ages."
"Be careful, girls. Don't stand so close to the fire. You will burn
your skirts," warned Miss Elting. "You will have holes in them almost
before you realize it."
Harriet had left that fire and was laying another. She called to Jane
to get the supper things ready for cooking.
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