"I mean just what to say about robbing the farmers, don't I, girls?"
Susie asked.
"Yes," agreed Laura Bentley promptly. She had no idea what was
passing in her friend's head, but she knew Susie well enough to
feel sure that the latter was planning nothing very wicked.
"Can't we take you out, two at a time?" proposed Dick, as the
young people neared the float.
"Now?" inquired Laura.
"Yes; since 'now' is always the best time for doing things," Prescott
replied.
In no time at all the plan had been agreed to. Clara and Susie
went out for the first ride in the canoe, Tom Reade taking command,
while Dick and Dave remained on the float.
Two at a time the girls were taken out on the water. This consumed
nearly two hours of time altogether, but it was thoroughly enjoyed
by every member of the party.
But at last it came close, indeed, to the luncheon hour.
"Now, when are you coming over to that picnic in our camp?" Dick
asked in an outburst of hospitality.
"At what time of the day?" Laura inquired.
"If your mother and Mrs. Meade will come along as chaperons,"
Dick answered, "night would be the best time."
"Why at night?"
"Because, then, you wouldn't be able to see the shabby aspect
of our camp so plainly."
"It would be very jolly to go over and have a picnic meal by the
campfire," Belle agreed. "Yet, in that case, we would want to
reach your place by half-past four or so in the afternoon.
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