“Well, you certainly wore a fine pair to-day,” scoffed Bobby. “I guess it doesn’t do to do what Mrs. Case advises against.”
“Not if we want to make points for Central High,” said Laura, laughing.
“That’s so! Where would Jess be to-day if this was a regular scheduled walk, to count for our school in June?” cried Dora.
“Now, rub it in! rub it in!” exclaimed Jess. “Don’t you suppose I know I’ve been a chump without you all telling me so?”
“I do believe it will rain,” burst out Dorothy, suddenly. “Doesn’t that look like a rain-cloud to you, Laura?”
“Pooh!” said Eve. “Don’t be afraid of a little April shower. It won’t drown us, that’s sure.”
“That’s all right,” agreed Dora, the other twin. “But we don’t want to get soaked. If it should start to rain, is there any shelter near?”
“The Gypsy camp, maybe,” laughed Bobby, and then went on ahead, singing:
“‘April showers bring May flowers
And sometimes more than that;
For the unexpected downpour
Often ruins the Easter hat.’
“Say, girls, we would be in a mess if it should start to rain hard.”