d-a-n-c-e

Updated: May 28, 2025

We have no right to keep the birds out of bed any longer, demoralizing the feathered world." But the Lightning had recovered its morale, its memory, prompted by a Morse code-card excitedly snatched from a green breast pocket and explored by the light of the dwindling torch. "Invite your friends to our d-a-n-c-e," slowly spelled out Tomoke, giving back diamond for diamond.

Isabel Hornibrook - Pemrose Lorry, Camp Fire Girl