It must be late." The girls had considerable fun as well as pain in getting up and keeping each other erect until their limbs would hold them firmly.

They were delighted with the spruce lean-to.

It faced the open and stood just under the wide-spreading shelf of rock.

The tiny outlet from the spring flowed beside it and spilled its clear water over a stone, to fall into a little pool.

The floor of this woodland habitation consisted of tips of spruce boughs to about a foot in depth, all laid one way, smooth and springy, and so sweetly odorous that the air seemed intoxicating.