"Bart seated himself beside Dave and rested his hand on his knee." Page 97.]
"Yes, I got your letter, and it was a very nice one. There is a party, too, coming down to the lighthouse, and I thought you might be in it. My sister will be one, I expect."
"Teacher?"
"Yes; and Mr. James Tolman, my teacher when I was in the school, is going to bring them."
"Oh, I wish I could go. I don't like it here."
As he spoke he turned his head and looked about as if to make sure that no one heard him save Dave.
"Well, how did you come here?"
"Reese Junkins," said Bartie, again looking back. "He lives near us. He came to the house and told gran'sir and granny they wanted a boy to go with them and just wait in the tent, and he would look after me, and I might like it. But I don't like it."
Here if his eyes had been straight, and Dave had followed their glance, he would have noticed that Bartie was looking at a basket of bottles near a rear corner of the tent.