"And we can make Ashbury in another fifteen minutes," Laura's father continued. "So we won't rob the pantry of Dick & Co. to-day."
Dick and three of his chums conducted Mrs. Bentley and the five high school girls in under the trees. Of course the girls wanted to see the outfit, though it was now packed on the wagon.
"Are you going far, this trip?" Dick inquired.
"Ashbury will be the end of our run," Mrs. Bentley answered.
"And of ours, too," Dick nodded. "We agreed to that this morning."
"But we are to stay at Ashbury two or three days," Laura added. "Dad has been making arrangements for us at the hotel there, and he calls it a fine summer place. We know some people who are stopping there now, so we are going to have a pleasant little time of it, I expect. When do you reach Ashbury, Dick?"
"To-night," Prescott answered.
"Mother," Laura went on, "aren't you going to invite the boys to luncheon at the hotel tomorrow?"
"I shall be delighted to do so, if they will accept," replied
Mrs. Bentley smiling.
"We'd cause a sensation in the hotel, wouldn't we?" laughed Danny
Grin, looking down ruefully at his dusty "hike clothes."