“No,” admitted McConnell.
“Well, it isn’t good fishing there.”
“Fancy!” exclaimed Mrs. Creigh.
“And I had to go back bareheaded—I refused a crazy bonnet that one of the guides found for me—and those people at the hotel said, ‘These Americans are so funny!’”
“Where shall the club go next!” some one asked. “Better wait until you find out what sins you committed to-day,” said Mr. Thornton.
XI.
AT CONEY ISLAND.
THE scene at the club that night was a busy one. Mrs. Creigh and Mr. Thornton were first to begin developing, and several other members who did not have dark rooms at home came around and waited their turn.
Dr. Hartel had advised Allan not to do any developing under any circumstances, but to wait until the following day, when everything was quiet. Allan thought that anyway it was but fair for him, living so near, to make use of the dark-room at times when there was not a pressure of other members.