“Next Monday!” echoed Marjorie, as she and Ruth left the others at the fork in the road. “I wonder if it will ever come!”
CHAPTER II
HAROLD’S PLAN
Ruth Henry was hardly inside of her house a minute before she stepped to the telephone and gave a number from memory.
“Hello! Is that you, Harold?... Well, can you come over to our house this evening? I want to show you the map of our canoe trip.”
The answer was evidently pleasing to the girl, for she smiled in satisfaction as she hung up the receiver. Then she sat perfectly still, frowning slightly, as if she were attempting the solution of some problem that was troubling her. Her mother interrupted her thoughts by abruptly coming into the room.
“Why so quiet, Ruth?” she asked. For Ruth Henry, although an only child, managed to keep the household ringing with laughter and merriment most of the time.
“Nothing; I was thinking about our canoe trip.”
“Are you sure there isn’t going to be any danger?” she pursued, rather anxiously. Since time immemorial mothers have feared water sports for their children.
“No; I wish there were more. I’m almost afraid it will be too tame—in fact, I may have to manufacture some excitement!”