Then he frowned.
"Is it so bad as that ?" he asked.
"I think he is." "I'll not believe it!" exclaimed Major Doyle.

"This hotel isn't what you might call first-class, and can't rank with the Waldorf-Astoria; but I imagine the beds will be very comfortable." "Once," said Wampus, "I have imagination, too.

Now I have experience; so I sleep in automobile." The Major walked away with an exclamation of impatience.

He had never possessed much confidence in the Canadian's judgment and on this occasion he considered the fellow little wiser than a fool.
Wampus rolled himself in a rug and was about to stretch his moderate length upon the broad double seat when a pattering of footsteps was heard and Beth came up to the car.

She was wrapped in a dark cloak and carried a bundle of clothing under one arm and her satchel in the unoccupied hand.