"Thave me! Oh, thave me!" wailed Tommy, dropping her head on the shoulder
of Harriet Burrell.
CHAPTER XV
THE GHOST OF WAU-WAU
A silence so deep that the light breathing of the Camp Girls was plainly
heard, had settled over the interior of the tent. The faces of some of the
girls wore a horrified expression; on the faces of others there were
lurking smiles. Harriet suppressed her laughter with difficulty. But Mrs.
Livingston understood how to deal with Crazy Jane.
"It might be an appropriate costume for some occasions, Miss McCarthy,"
she said quietly. "If you will glance about you will see that the Camp
Girls dress alike, and in the most simple costume. Have you a uniform
with you?"
"Uniform? Gracious no. I'm not a soldier."
Mrs. Livingston explained that the dresses worn by the Wau-Wau Girls were
called uniforms. Jane McCarthy had known nothing about this before coming
to the camp. Her wardrobe was an elaborate one. The Chief Guardian said
she thought she might have a uniform that with slight alterations would
fit Jane, but that she had better sit down now and eat her dinner. Jane
promptly accepted the suggestion. Her chagrin at the Guardian's criticism
of her costume quickly passed and within a few moments Jane was
monopolizing the greater part of the conversation to the delight of some
of the girls and the disapproval of others.
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