"Which will get us there first?" asked Edna.
"Let me see." Ben pulled out a time table. "There will be a train in half an hour. It is a pretty good one, and I think will get us there about five minutes ahead of the trolley. It's a choice between sitting in the station or going ahead on the trolley."
"Which would you rather do?" Dorothy asked him.
"I think perhaps the train will be better on account of the baggage which can go right through with us." So they sat down to wait till their train should be called and found enough to amuse them in watching the people go and come.
"It does look so natural," remarked Dorothy, when the train began to move. "Just think, Edna, [179]in a few days we shall be starting to school again, and be coming this way every day."
"And we shall be seeing Uncle Justus and Aunt Elizabeth and all the girls. I wonder if we shall have as good times at the G. R. Club as we did last year. We must go to see Margaret and Nettie very soon, Dorothy, for we shall have such heaps to tell them."
"We shall want to tell our own families first."
"Oh, of course. I wonder if Uncle Justus is still with the others on the yacht. I never thought to ask Ben." She leaned over to speak to her cousin who was sitting directly in front and learned that Mr. Horner had left the yacht at Portland and had come home by rail from that city.
"The old chap had a good time while he was with us," Ben told her, "and I think it limbered him up a lot."
"Why, was he stiff from rheumatism like Cap'n Si?" asked Edna innocently.