“Why, Mr. Stuart! You know we get up as early as the boys do, and have a dip and everything, early bird hikes,—”
“Of course you do, Jo, excuse me!”
“We’ll prove it,” said Cathalina. “We will take you tomorrow morning. Be ready and we’ll stop for you,—we’ll whistle Campbell’s fraternity whistle.”
“All right! Goody!” The little girls jumped up and down as small girls sometimes do.
“Hunting treasure!” exclaimed Campbell. “What could be more thrilling?”
“Wear your sweaters, kiddies,” Hilary admonished, “it will be cool.”
“What time shall we get up?”
“About six o’clock?”
“O, that isn’t early enough. That would only give us an hour or so before dip.”
“Mercy,” said Eloise, “how long do you want?”