"Oh, see there!" exclaimed her sister. "Hester Grimes and Lily Pendleton out in Hessie's canoe."
"That's a fine canoe," said Dorothy. "It's better than ours."
"But I believe we can beat them just the same."
"I shouldn't wonder if Hessie and Lily were intending to try for the honor of representing Central High in the girls' canoeing contest next month."
"I bet you!" returned her sister. "But Mrs. Case and the girls will have something to say about that."
"Mrs. Case has our records; but I heard that she will time us all again before the Big Day."
"We must do our very best, then," Dora declared, earnestly.
"True as you live!" her twin agreed.
They launched their canoe, stepped in lightly, knelt on the cushions, and dipped their paddles in the water. The craft shot away from the landing amid the approving remarks of the bystanders. The twins certainly did manage their canoe in admirable style.
The rhythm of their bodies, as they swayed to the paddling, was perfect. Their strokes were deep and in unison. The drops that flashed from their paddles as they came out of the water shone like jewels in the sun. The twins had a splendid reach and at every stroke the light canoe leaped ahead and trembled through all its frame.