"How do you know?" asked Laura eagerly.
"Mr. Wright has just received a telephone message, asking that arrangements be made to give them supper here. They're going back in the evening."
"Dick will be so pleased!" cried Laura. "All of our boys will be delighted, I imagine," replied Susie dryly.
"Of course; that is what I meant," explained Laura, flushing slightly.
"I know. You think that Dick Prescott is the only boy at Lake
Pleasant," teased Miss Sharp.
"Stop that!" begged Clara Marshall. "Don't talk nonsense."
At one end of the float lay the "Pathfinder." At the other end lay the "Scalp-hunter," as shining as a thorough overhauling and a coating of oil could make her.
Over the latter canoe the Gridley High School girls had posted themselves as a sort of guard of honor.
Not that there was any suspicion that either of the canoes would be tampered with. High school and college sports are "clean." No underhanded tricks are resorted to by competitors for the sake of winning.
In the boathouse near by sat the members of both crews, mingling on the most friendly terms. With them were some of the officials of the race.