When did we sleep last, Bo ?" "Second night before we left home," declared Bo.
"Four nights! Oh, we've slept some." "I'll bet I make mine up in this woods.

Do you suppose we'll sleep right here--under this tree--with no covering ?" "It looks so," replied Helen, dubiously.
"How perfectly lovely!" exclaimed Bo, in delight.

"We'll see the stars through the pines." "Seems to be clouding over.

Wouldn't it be awful if we had a storm ?" "Why, I don't know," answered Bo, thoughtfully.

"It must storm out West." Again Helen felt a quality of inevitableness in Bo.