“Oh, I will read it while we eat supper,” Marian answered.
“What mamma say?” shrilled Esther.
“Says they will be back in two weeks,” came Marian’s muffled voice from the far bedroom.
Presently she came back. “Jennie,” she said, “do you know what was done with your and Esther’s bathing-suits when you came back from bathing the other day?”
Jennie looked blank, but Esther answered promptly.
“Down to Bobbie’s.”
“Down at Bobbie’s? Whatever did you leave them there for?”
“Oh, yes,” cried Jennie, her face brightening, “I ’member now. We stopped to play and hung ’em on Bobbie’s mother’s clothesline and forgot ’em.”
“Well, that’s a great way to do! Esther, you run down after them now.”
Esther was kneading doughnut dough industriously. “To-morrow,” she said.