Campbell beckoned to another councillor and they waited upon the girls, bringing the cooling water, which tasted so good after the hot walk, and the more substantial refreshments, as they could be waited upon.
“O, you don’t know how good this is!” exclaimed Hilary.
“Yes I do, for I thought I never was so thirsty in my life and we did not have much of a walk. But Bob and I came up in a canoe and it was hot on the water.”
“I always get sunburned till I peel off, on a canoe trip,” said Frances.
“That remark is somewhat ambiguous, Frances.”
“All right, Marion, I’ll change it. On a canoe trip I always get sunburned till I peel off later. My nose, arms and shoulders will have an entirely different epidermis when I return from the wilds of Maine. My, don’t I hate to think of it!”
“I would,” said Hilary, “if I were not going to such a wonderful school. It is on the water, too, and while we do not have time for the good times of a camp, not straight along, you know, we do some very interesting things and I am going to try to get more of them in the next year. My schedule will not be so full, and while I want to get in all the studying that I can, and there are so many fine courses to take, I suppose it is silly not to get some of the different things that you never can get anywhere out of school.”
“Are you going to keep on at Greycliff instead of going to a regular college?” asked Campbell.
“I am for this year, but I am not sure about the next. When I started to Greycliff I expected to finish two years there instead of high school. But you know they have two years of college work, too, and most of our little crowd decided last year to return another year anyway.”
“It isn’t such a bad idea to miss the freshman year at college anyhow,” said Campbell. “It is the hardest year.”