“Yes, I agree with you, Ethel. I had thought we might dam the stream in the meadow for the cows, but, as you say, Mr. Hilton probably wouldn’t want it done, or he would have done it before. He isn’t the kind of man to let things slide. But don’t you suppose there is something, girls, that we could do? Please think hard.”
“I know what you mean, Marj,” said Florence, after a moment’s silence. “But why not do something for the other guests—?”
“Especially Kirk Smith!” interrupted Alice, laughingly. “Wouldn’t he appreciate our attentions!”
“Alice!” said Marjorie, reprovingly. “Do let Flos finish. I think she has the right idea.”
“Well,” continued Florence, “I’m not sure that I have much of any idea. But I thought if we could buy a victrola, or a pool table, or fix the tennis court, or—”
“Yes! Yes!” exclaimed two or three of the girls. “That’s the idea!”
“How about a radio!” suggested Marjorie, happily.
“Just the thing!” cried Ethel.
“But how could we ever install a radio way out here?” inquired Alice. “They would never send a man so far, and none of us could possibly do it correctly!”
“Maybe Marj could,” suggested Lily. “Didn’t you help Jack a lot with his?”