there," and Grace pointed toward where they had observed the thick trees.
"Yes. We are only in the—annex," said Betty. "But it suits me."
"If we only had something to eat and drink we would—annex that," observed Grace. "I'm starved!"
"Let's have a look around, anyhow, as long as we are here," suggested Mollie. "We may as well stay here for the night"
"For the night!" cried Grace.
"Yes. Where else can we go? I'm not going out in that storm again if I can help it. We're dry here, at least. Just listen to that rain!"
"It's coming 'down in torrents!" exclaimed Betty. "We simply can't go out."
"And it will give us something to do to explore a bit," added Mrs. Mackson. "Come along girls. Who knows but what we may find a table all set for us by fairy hands, as we used to read of in the story books?"
They paused for a moment. Not a sound came from the rooms and passage about them. Only the storm raged outside.
"Well, let's—let's" began Mollie.
"Oh, come on!" cried Betty, as her chum hesitated. "At least we have lights."
