"Come here, boys, and help us unload the wagon," called Susie
Sharp.
Dick & Co. sprang in answer to her summons.
"Why, what on earth have you here?" demanded Dave, opening his eyes wide as he saw the contents of the wagon.
There were dozens of ears of corn, a sack of new potatoes, cucumbers, tomatoes, a dozen big watermelons and a bushel of early summer apples.
"Sh!" warned Laura mysteriously. "Didn't we promise you we'd rob some farmer for the feast? Did you think that boys are the only ones who can go foraging for a country picnic?"
"You girls didn't go foraging—-did you?" gasped Dick Prescott.
"We surely did," retorted Susie Sharp.
"Didn't we say we would do so? And doesn't all this stuff prove it?"
"Then you paid the farmer for it," guessed Tom Reade wisely.
"We didn't do any such thing," Miss Sharp insisted. "Did we, girls?"