"Quite an influential old party, wasn't he?" Peggy said. "Doesn't it make you feel creepy, Elizabeth, to descend from the very oldest settlers, the way you do? I don't know anything about my ancestors."
"I never did before," Elizabeth said.
"The time is going to come when Elizabeth will be proud of what she comes from," her grandfather said. "Well, if anybody really wants to go crabbing with me, I'd advise them to——"
"Come in while the water's fine," the boys chanted together.
"I owe you a pineapple college ice," Bill grinned at Peggy.
"I owe you a pineapple sundae," Tom told Elizabeth.
"I wasn't betting," Elizabeth said.
"But I was," Tom's grin was almost as broad as his cousin's. "You can have a maple marshmallow sundae if you prefer it. I do."
"Well, it's hard to choose," Elizabeth temporized.
"You can have both," Tom decided. "I'll show you how to use the crab catcher. You float the bait on this line, and when the crab comes to the surface, you——"