Campbell had come up before supper with several parents and some boys from Boothbay, and had just come in from canoeing with Hilary. They were laughing, as they walked up from the shore and beckoned to Cathalina, Betty and Eloise, who happened to appear. While Campbell unfolded a little plan, they stood in a smiling group, approving the scheme, which developed further under the ideas of more conspirators. Campbell fished in his pocket for something which they all examined with interest. Cathalina thought a moment, and with one word, “wait”, sped away toward her cabin. There she searched her trunk for a few minutes and flew back to her companions.
“Just the thing! Don’t you want them, Cathalina?”
“No, I happened to bring them because they were in with the rest.”
As if strolling, the party moved toward the pine grove, but when they had reached its shelter their demeanor changed and they scurried along the trail, through the trees and over the rocks that lined the shore of Merrymeeting Bay.
“We’ll have to be quick,” said Campbell, “before my party has to leave.”
“Where shall we put it?”
“Look; just the place!”
“I’m afraid they’ll think it’s fishy.”
“Let ’em; they’ll soon find out, anyhow.”
“O, Campbell, have more imagination.”