ces for having tea, I bet," she said.
"Hello! Why, there's another camp, just like this!"

Sure enough, through the trees they could see other buildings, all logs
outside, but probably all luxury within. And, even while they were
looking at them, Dolly suddenly heard her own name.

"Dolly! Dolly Ransom! Is that really you?"

Dolly and Bessie looked up, surprised, for the call came from above and
a girl began to climb down from a tree above them, and they saw that
she had been hidden on a platform that was covered by leaves and
branches.

"Gladys Cooper!" said Dolly. "Well, whoever would have thought of
seeing you here?"

"Oh, there are lots of us here!" said Gladys, rushing up to Dolly as
soon as she reached the ground, and embracing her. "We're all in a
regular camp here, about a dozen of us. We're supposed to do lessons,
but I haven't looked at a book since I've been here, and I don't
believe any of the other girls have, either!"

"Oh," said Dolly, suddenly remembering Bessie. "This is Bessie King,
Gladys. And this is my friend Gladys Cooper, Bessie. We used to go to
school together before her parents sent her off to boarding-school."

Suddenly Gladys broke into a roar of laughter.

"Oh, this is rich!" she exclaimed. "I forgot--why, you must be one of
the Camp Fire Girls who are coming here, aren't you, Dolly?"

"I certainly am--and Bessie's another," said Dolly, a little
resentfully. "Why are you laughing?"

"Oh, it seems so funny for you to belong! None of our crowd do, you
know, except you. We were furious when we heard you were coming. We
couldn't see why the Worcesters let you people have the camp. But
you'll spend all your time with us, won't you, Dolly? And"--she seemed
to remember Bessie suddenly---"bring your friend along, sometimes."

"Indeed, and I'll stay with my own friends!" she said, flushing hotly.

CHAPTER XII

ENEMIES WITHOUT CAUSE

"Horrid little snob!" commented Dolly, as, with the surprised Bessie
following her, she turned on her heel abruptly and left Gladys Cooper
standing and looking after her.

"Why, Dolly! What's the matter? And why did she talk that way about
the Camp Fire Girls?"

"Because she's just what I called her--a snob! She thinks that because
her father has lots of money, and they can do whatever they like that
she and her family are better than almost anyone else. And she and her
nasty crowd think the Camp Fire Girls are common because