“No, thank you; it’s after five o’clock now, the next meal at six, and we must get back to keep our especial division of boys from running off with the place.”
CHAPTER XVI
THE PICNIC TO BOOTHBAY
“This is certainly one wonderful time to me,” remarked Virgie to Isabel. “Lobster and clams on Tuesday, either a trip or something going on every minute since, and now this picnic to the boys’ island. I have to shake myself sometimes and say ‘remember the Maine’ or something for fear I’ll get spoiled. And G. G. G. G. again next year!”
“Explain your abbreviations; something to do with Greycliff, I suppose.”
“Yes; Greycliff Gay, Grand and Glorious. Won’t we be in fine trim for the sports there? We girls never half appreciated our privileges there.”
“It takes camp life to wake us up, doesn’t it?”
“Yes. Then, of course, there are so many other things that you have to do at school.”
“A few lessons, for instance.”
“And I have too much sense to tire myself out on athletics and not get those lessons. I say to myself every so often ‘Virginia Hope, here is your chance to learn something; don’t miss it!’”
“Miss Randolph has the right idea. Do you remember how she says to us once in a while ‘Take the hard courses, girls. Make your minds work and you will never regret it’?”