"We were cutting sticks for the roast," explained Hilda as she walked back beside Lynndal toward Beachcrest.
"It will be jolly," he remarked. "You know, I've never been to one of these beach roasts in my life."
"You never have?"
"No. And I've looked forward to the beach roasts ever since—well, ever since I knew I was going to be up here this summer."
"You see, you came just in time!"
"Yes, didn't I?"
"The mid-summer Assembly Roast is the biggest roast of all."
"I'm in luck," he murmured.
And so they chatted together until Beachcrest was reached.