"
"Why?"
"So that we girls may have the fun of helping prepare a famous
feast," Miss Meade went on. "Boys, if we come, we shall pass
luncheon by and bring keen appetites for that evening feast.
What is the principal item on the bill of fare of your camp?"
"Canned goods," replied Tom Reade.
"Don't you believe him," Dick interjected quickly. "Lake trout,
bass and perch. This lake is well stocked, and we have already
found one splendid fishing hole. We got up at five this morning
and caught so many fish in half an hour that we threw some of
them back into the water because we had no ice."
"Will your mothers come, if we have it in the evening?" asked
Dick looking at Laura and Belle.
"Surely," nodded Laura quickly.
"And we'll greatly enjoy it," Dick went on, "if Dr. Bentley will
also come. Is your father here, Miss Meade?"
"I'm sorry to say that he isn't," Belle answered. "A real picnic,
in real woods, beside real water, would appeal to him strongly."
"But we haven't fixed upon the date," cried Susie impatiently.
"How would to-morrow night do?" Dick suggested.
"Famously," Laura replied. "Now, boys, you catch the fish to-morrow
afternoon, and don't bother so much about the other things to
eat. We won't have any canned stuff in our famous feast. We
girls will bring all the garden stuff."
"And will steal it from the farmers, at that," added Susie teasingly.
"Yes, you will!" mocked Danny Grin good-humoredly.
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