"I noticed that you didn't give her any invitation to call when she invited you," went on Dave, after a pause, during which they left the vicinity of the shore and swept out into Mirror Lake.
"Why should I? Mamma might not approve of it. I don't think she has a very high opinion of moving-picture actors and actresses."
"And I guess you haven't either, Jessie," returned Dave, somewhat bluntly.
"Oh, I don't know about that," and the girl tossed her head. "They have a right to act in the movies if they want to. They've got to earn their living some way, I suppose. Don't you think we had better be getting back, Dave?"
"Why, it's early yet, Jessie!"
"Never mind, I think I would rather go back. Now that the sun is overhead it is quite warm."
Dave started to answer, and then suddenly shut his mouth tightly. The paddle went deeper into the water, and the canoe shot around quickly in a long semicircle.
"Oh, Dave! don't tip us over!"
"Don't fear. The canoe won't go over if you sit perfectly still," he replied, in a tone that was somewhat unsympathetic.
"Are you going back to the bungalows?"