“Oh, no,” Ruth made haste to reply. “It is too lovely here to wish to leave. I’m sure we shall find it most delightful.”
“Can we go in swimming?” asked Tess, who liked the water.
“Yes, there are bathing beaches—several of them in fact,” answered the lawyer. “We will stop at one and let you children paddle around.”
“I can swim!” boasted Tess.
“I can too,” added Dot, not to be outdone by her sister.
Lake Macopic was beautiful, reflecting the sunlight, the blue sky, and the white, fleecy clouds. The houseboat once more began slowly navigating it as Hank threw the clutch in and Neale kept the wheel steady. They passed several other boats, and then, as their supplies were running low, it was decided to put in at the nearest town.
“We’ll get some cake and maybe a pie or two,” said Ruth, after consulting Mrs. MacCall. “And of course, some fresh vegetables.”
“Can’t we get some strawberries?” questioned Dot.
“Too late I’m afraid, Dot. But maybe we can get huckleberries.”
“Oh, I know what I would like,” cried Tess.