A curtain covered this locker or clothes press. There
was one washstand for each pair of girls. They provided their own towels.
In the case of the Meadow-Brook Girls, their towel rack was empty, but
each had a pair in the suit cases, together with other necessary toilet
articles.
Miss Elting had been left to look after Margery and Hazel. Mrs. Livingston
remained in the tent with Harriet and Tommy, until they had prepared for
bed and finally tumbled into their cots. Then the Chief Guardian bade each
of them good night.
"Pleasant dreams, my dears," she said, and left the tent taking the
lantern with her, leaving the interior of the place in darkness. For a few
moments the two girls lay quiet, then Harriet heard Tommy calling to her
in a loud whisper.
"What is it!" asked Harriet.
"I'm afraid."
"Afraid of what?"
"Everything. It ith tho thpooky in here. Thay, can't we lock the door?"
"There is no door to lock. Don't whisper so loudly. You will awaken the
other girls," warned Harriet.
"May I come over in your bed?"
"Indeed you may not. Tommy, do go to sleep. I can hardly keep my eyes
open."
Silence reigned in the tent for several minutes, then Tommy began another
plaintive whisper.
"Thay, Harriet."
"Oh, Tommy, please," begged Harriet.
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