In the meantime Harriet and George were discussing the beauties of the place.

She gave him every opportunity to discover the retreat, but George looked about him with unseeing eyes.

As a matter of fact, Harriet admitted to herself that had she not known that the stream lay below her she never would have dreamed of its existence.
There were smiles on the faces of all the Meadow-Brook Girls when finally they turned away and slowly beat their trail through the thick growth of vegetation to the lower end of the island.

They spent some time there, sitting on rocks, watching the boats on the lake.

Many admiring glances were directed toward the girls by the Tramp Club boys who were very much pleased with the straightforward friendly manner of the Meadow-Brook Girls.
Finally they turned their footsteps homeward, reaching the camp late in the afternoon.