CHAPTER XIII
TELLS ABOUT THE STRANGE CAMPERS
It was nice rowing around there in the dark. It wasn't so very dark, though, because the moon was out and you could see it in the water just as plain as if it had fallen kerflop out of the sky and was laying in the bottom of the lake. Over on shore we could see the camp-fire getting started and black figures going toward it, and the blaze was upside down in the water.
"How about camp-fire?" Westy said.
"We should worry about camp-fire," I told him; "there's plenty of time. Wait till it gets to blazing up good and high."
"It's fine out here," Bert Winton said; "I always take a row before going in to camp-fire."
"We should worry about you, too," I heard somebody say; and then a lot of fellows began laughing. By that I knew they had heard everything we said.
Winton said, "Funny how clear you can hear people talk when they're on the water."
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