"I won't look a bit like an Indian in that old coat. Can't you see another blanket with stripes on it?" asked Dot.
"Not a blanket, but here's a plaid lap-cover," replied Don, as he spied the cotton cover under the blanket.
"What are you children pulling from under that seat?" asked Mrs. Starr, who always watched the twins in fear and trembling.
"We're jus' goin' to be Indians and wear these things," explained Don, carelessly.
Meredith had been sitting with the driver of the cart for some time, hearing stories of life in the wilds, and Lavinia had been playing with Babs during the time the travelling was bad, when the wagons went slowly.
This was Don's opportunity.
Dot and he managed to get out of the back of the carry-all unnoticed.
