Bettina Graham put her arm about Mrs. Burton, who was slighter and small, and drew her back inside the circle. “Don’t try to argue the question with Aunt Patricia any more to-night, dear, you are far too tired.” “Perhaps next winter when you are in New York some of us may also spend the winter there; it is what I am hoping and planning for a part of the year, as I wish to take a special course at Columbia. I am trying to induce father and mother to give their consent,” Alice Ashton remarked. “No such good fortune for me!” Bettina ejaculated. “But perhaps it is as well that Tante be separated from a few of us, if she is to have time and strength for her own career.” Bettina made a graceful gesture. “Here is wishing you greater fame and fortune than ever before.” FOOTNOTES [1]See “Camp Fire Girls in Merrie England.” [2]See “Camp Fire Girls at the End of the Trail.” [3]See “Camp Fire Girls in Glorious France.” [4]See “Camp Fire Girls on the Field of Honor.” [5]See “Camp Fire Girls at the End of the Trail.” Transcriber’s Notes --Copyright notice provided as in the original—this e-text is public domain in the country of publication. --In the text versions, delimited italics text in _underscores_ (the HTML version reproduces the font form of the printed book.) --Silently corrected palpable typos; left non-standard spellings and dialect unchanged. End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Camp Fire Girls at Half Moon Lake, by Margaret Vandercook