"And I'm going to take off my wet coat," said Grace.
"Oh, if we could have a fire!"
"There's a fire place," said Betty, flashing her lamp into the room the door of which Amy had opened. "And, I do declare, some old boards and boxes! Why can't we have a fire?"
The idea appealed to all of them, and presently, taking heart, they entered the room, and piling some boxes, splintered boards and papers on the old hearth, set them ablaze.
As the ruddy flames leaped up the broad chimney they gathered about, much cheered, though still hungry.
"If we only had something to eat," sighed Grace. "I wonder, if by chance the former inhabitants left some morsels of food? Suppose we take a look?"
The others hesitated a moment, and then Mollie said:
"I'm with you!"
She caught up the still-glowing auto lamp, and led the way, the others following.
"Up stairs; or down stairs?" she challenged.
"Or in my lady's chamber?" completed Betty, with a laugh.
They went thorugh various rooms. All were deserted. Here and there they saw discarded and
