"Picnic!" cried Marjorie, "before breakfast! At half-past five in the morning! Kit, you're crazy!"
"No, I'm not crazy," said Kitty, seriously, and Molly broke in, "Of course she isn't! It's a grand idea!"
"But you can't have a picnic without things to eat," objected Marjorie.
"We'll have things to eat," declared Kitty, calmly.
"Where'll you get 'em?"
"Kitchen."
"Kit, you're a genius! Prob'ly Eliza's pantry is just chock-a-block with good things! And as I know they were made for us, we may as well eat some now."
Then Molly had an inspiration. "I'll tell you what," she cried, "let's go on the river! in the boat!"