am glad you have found your tongue at last. I
had begun to think that you said all you had to say at the Council Fire
this evening."

"No, not all," answered Harriet significantly. The two girls gave her a
quick, sharp look.

"What do you mean?" questioned Patricia, taking a step nearer.

"I had not intended to say anything about it this evening. However, as
long as you have started the conversation in that direction, I will, but I
will say what I have to say to Miss Kidder," replied Harriet steadily.

Harriet turned to her cot. From beneath, the blankets she drew out the
towel and stepping over handed it to Cora.

"What is this?"

"Your towel, I believe."

"My towel? What are you doing with it?" demanded the girl, fixing an angry
look upon the calm face of Harriet Burrell.

"It is the towel you bound about my head last night when you helped to
kidnap me and take me to the pool where I took my midnight initiation,"
answered Harriet, looking the girl straight in the eyes.

She had taken considerable chance in accusing Cora Kidder of complicity in
the hazing of the previous night, but the sudden pallor on the face of the
girl told Harriet that her shot had gone home.

CHAPTER XIII

THE CAMP GETS A SURPRISE

"Let me thee that towel," demanded Tommy, rising and stepping over to
Cora's side of the tent.

Miss Kidder quickly thrust the towel in her laundry bag and turned an
angry face to Grace.

"Will you please let me alone?" she said trembling with anger.

"Yeth, I think I will," nodded Tommy, after gazing briefly into the
storm-swept face of Cora Kidder. Harriet motioned to Tommy to go to bed.
Tommy decided that she had gone far enough with her quizzing and that she
would do as Harriet suggested.

That night after the lights had been extinguished, Harriet lay for a long,
long time, thinking over the events of the evening, beginning with the
Council Fire and ending with the little scene that had taken place in
their tent. What should she do? What was the honest course to pursue? The
girl was unable to decide. She did make up her mind, however, to consult
with Miss Elting on the following morning.

After breakfast at the first opportunity she went in search of Miss
Elting, but learned that the guardian in company with another of the camp
officials had started out with Jasper to go to "The Pines," a summer
watering place in the woods, some ten miles from Camp Wau-Wau. This summer
resort was reac