"We'll be here," Dick promised promptly.
Six high school boys watched the girls drive off in the farm wagon, waving handkerchiefs and parasols back to the boys.
"Two o'clock," remarked Dick, looking at his watch. "Suppose we take a spin up the lake?"
"Or go back to camp, to make it more ship shape?" suggested Tom
Reade.
"What's the use?" inquired Prescott. "We fixed everything as well as we could before leaving there this morning. As to the safety of the camp, Harry's dog, Towser, can be depended upon to look after that."
So Dick & Co. headed up the lake in their canoe.
CHAPTER XIV
THE LIAR HAS A LIE READY
"That's an odd sight, over yonder," announced Dave, pointing shoreward with his paddle.
They were now nearly three miles above the hotel landing. They had entered a section of the country given over to truck gardening.