"Maybe I overdid it," he said. "But I thought you'd have a
momentary start, you know, enough to make you yell, and then you'd see
through it. I only had a sheepskin over my shoulders as I crawled on hands
and knees."
"Glenn, for me you were a prehistoric monster--a dinosaur, or something,"
replied Carley.
It developed, upon their return to the campfire circle, that everybody had
been in the joke; and they all derived hearty enjoyment from it.
"Reckon that makes you one of us," said Hutter, genially. "We've all had
our scares."
Carley wondered if she were not so constituted that such trickery alienated
her. Deep in her heart she resented being made to show her cowardice. But
then she realized that no one had really seen any evidence of her state. It
was fun to them.
Soon after this incident Hutter sounded what he called the roll-call for
bed. Following Flo's instructions, Carley sat on their bed, pulled off her
boots, folded coat and sweater at her head, and slid down under the
blankets. How strange and hard a bed! Yet Carley had the most delicious
sense of relief and rest she had ever experienced. She straightened out on
her back with a feeling that she had never before appreciated the luxury of
lying down.
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