would permit such behavior,
but I can imagine that anyone who tried to control those girls would
have her hands full, too."

"You bet she would!" said Dolly. "Miss Eleanor, isn't there some way
we can get even?"

Eleanor ignored the question. All her sympathies were with Dolly, but
she really wanted to avoid trouble, although it was easy to see that
unless the other girls changed their tactics, trouble there was bound
to be. So she tried to think of what to say to Dolly.

"Try to be patient, Dolly," she said, finally. "Did you ever hear the
old saying that pride goes before a fall? I've never known people to
act the way those girls are doing without being punished for it in some
fashion. If we give them the chance, they'll do something sooner or
later that will get them into trouble. And what we want to do, if we
can, is to remember that two wrongs don't make a right, and that for us
to let ourselves become revengeful won't help matters at all."

But for once Dolly did not seem disposed to take Miss Eleanor's advice
as she usually did. Stealing a look at her chum's face, Bessie knew
that Dolly would not rest until she had worked some scheme of revenge,
and she felt that she couldn't blame Dolly, either. She could never
remember being as angry as these rich, snobbish girls had made her.

Time and again,--every time, in fact, that any of the Camp Fire Girls
ventured into the water--the motor boat returned to the charge. Their
afternoon's sport in the water, to which all the girls had looked
forward so eagerly, was completely spoiled, and the tormentors did not
refrain even when Miss Eleanor, who had intended to sit on the float
without swimming at all, challenged two or three of the girls to a
race. She did that in the hope that the other girls might respect her,
but her hope was vain.

To be sure, Gladys Cooper seemed to be a little frightened at the idea
of bothering Miss Eleanor.

"Let's keep off until she's through," Bessie heard Gladys saying.
"That's Miss Mercer--she knows my mother. We oughtn't to bother her.
She comes from one of the best families in town."

But Gladys was laughed down.

"She'll have to suffer for the company she keeps, then," said a big,
ugly-looking girl. "Can't play favorites, Gladys! We want to make
them see they're not wanted here. My mother only let me come here
because we were told this was an exclusive place."

And Miss Eleanor, like the others, was soon forced t