"Nor have you dried your clothes. Every one of you except Hazel is wet
to the skin."
Jane had brought some dry sticks by the time the guide and Harriet
returned. Janus got more, realizing the condition of his party, and
wishing to build up a fire that would dry their wet clothing. The
girls had no changes of clothing with them. They would be obliged to
continue to wear their wet dresses until these had dried.
A hot fire proved a welcome relief. The girls gathered about it,
turning frequently in order to give their clothing an opportunity to
dry. It was not long before the steam rose from their rapidly drying
garments. They laughed and joked over their condition. Miss Elting
was more serious. She held a low-voiced conversation with Janus while
he was getting the breakfast. Janus insisted that he had not the
faintest idea that he had an enemy. At least he knew of no one who
would commit the acts that had been committed since the party started
out from Compton on their journey through the White Mountains.
The girls' wet clothing was almost dry when they were called to
breakfast.
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