It had grown from simple beginnings with the Darling fortune; with the passing of this, it remained, in all its vast and intricate elaboration, like a white elephant upon the family's hands. From time to time they had tried the effect of giving the place a name, but had always come back to "The Camp." As such it was known the[Pg 7] length and breadth of the North Woods. It was The Camp, par excellence, in a region devoted to camps and camping. [Pg 7] "Other people," the late Mr. Darling once remarked, "have more land, but nobody else has quite as much camp." The property itself consisted of a long, narrow peninsula thrust far out into New Moon Lake, with half a mountain rising from its base. With the exception of a small village at the outlet of the lake, all the remaining lands belonged to the State, and since the State had no immediate use for them and since the average two weeks' campers could not get at them without much portage and expense, they were regarded by the Darlings as their own private preserves. "The Camp," said Mr. Gilpin, "is, of course, a big asset. It is unique, and it is celebrated, at least among the people who might have the means to purchase it and open it. You could ask, and in time, I think, get a very large price." They were gathered in the playroom. Mary, very tall and beautiful, was standing with her back to the fireplace. "Mr. Gilpin," she said, "I have been coming to The Camp off and on for twenty-eight years. I will never consent to its being sold." [Pg 8] [Pg 8] "Nor I," said Maud. "Though I've only been coming for twenty-six." "In twenty-four years," said Eve, "I have formed an attachment to the place which nothing can break." "Arthur," appealed Mr. Gilpin, "perhaps you have some sense." "I?" said Arthur. "Why? Twenty-two years ago I was born here." "Good old Arthur!" exclaimed the triplets. "We were born here, too—just nineteen years ago."