“A canoe trip!” cried Marjorie, her mind turning immediately to the memories of the scouts’ own canoe trip two years previous. “How wonderful!”
“Don’t you wish you had The Scout here, Marj?” asked Lily, referring to the first prize that had been awarded to Pansy troop, and which had been won by Marjorie.
“Indeed I do!” replied the girl, heartily.
“But I’m sorry to have to tell you that it won’t be a canoe trip for everybody,” said Mr. Hilton. “Unfortunately we have only five small canoes, and the rest of the party will therefore have to go in row-boats.”
“Is everybody going?” asked Bob.
“Naturally,” replied Kirk, in a matter-of-fact tone.
“So you think you’re everybody!” remarked Alice, turning to the young man.
“Kirk’s right,” explained Bob. “Everybody else always goes to everything, so if he decides to join the party, he knows everybody will be there. But I say, Art, it’s pretty tough about ‘the rest’ going in row-boats. I bet I know who the rest are!”
“Oh, it’s always punk to be the rancher’s son,” said Arthur, carelessly. “You just have to lose out on everything, whether it’s a matter of canoes, or pies, or girls—”
“Thank you!” interrupted Ethel. “Suppose we cancel that date for a walk tonight!”