“Let’s sit down right here and talk,” suggested Cathalina, moving toward the benches. “Then we can show you around a little.”
“I’m afraid we’ll have to put that off till tomorrow,” said Campbell, “if we go down to camp with the tide. But we can visit a little while.” Thus speaking, he waved Hilary to a seat next to Cathalina on a bench and dropped on the grass at her feet.
CHAPTER XIV
PICNICKERS FROM BOOTHBAY CAMP
“O, dear! It’s going to rain today, Eloise, look at the fog!”
“That doesn’t mean anything up here, Isabel.”
“But it was so cloudy last night, too. If anything happens to spoil the picnic I’ll be mad.”
“Nothing will,” contributed Frances. “If it storms, they’ll wait till the storm is over and then come. And if it keeps on raining, we can have fun in the club house and the dining room. But I don’t think that it will rain.”
“I want to see what happens on a picnic when the boys are here,” said Isabel. “When do they come?”
“Right after rest hour, probably. They have to get ready, of course, and the Aeolus won’t leave here till after dinner.”
“Why the Aeolus?”