“That’s why Lil wants to go camping,” Dora said. “She’s got such an awful crush on Pretty Sweet that she wants to do everything he does.”
“That dude!” scoffed Bobby.
“He and Lil make a good pair,” said Jess.
“Wait a minute!” cried Dorothy Lockwood. “Where are the boys going to camp this year, Laura?”
“On the shore of Lake Dunkirk, somewhere.”
“Say, Mother Wit,” cried Bobby, addressing by her universal nickname the leader of the crowd of Central High girls. “Wouldn’t it be fun to camp near—That is, providing the boys are all nice.”
“Well, beside Chet and Lance and Pretty Sweet, there’ll be Short and Long, Reddy Butts and Arthur Hobbs, anyway. I don’t know how many more,” Laura said. “But you know that Chet and Lance wouldn’t have any but nice fellows in their crowd.”
“Barring Pretty,” said Bobby, “they are all good chaps—so far. We wouldn’t mind having them for neighbors.
“And why can’t we?” she added, suddenly. “Why, girls! Father Tom has recently bought into the Rocky River Lumber Company and that company owns Acorn Island.”