“There it is again! She calls me a fish now!” Isabel pretended to be offended.
“Which is it, Isabel, the ‘crawl’ or the ‘overhand’?”
“The ‘crawl’ this time.”
Arrived at camp, the girls saw the Dixie from Boothbay Camp tied up at the dock, and half way up the hill they met Campbell, who greeted them and walked back to the club house with them.
“Is this the way you reward me for calling upon you?—coming home just as I have to leave!”
“It is not quite that bad, I hope,” said Cathalina. “Do you have to hurry off?”
“Before long, I’m afraid, whenever the ‘captain’ says the word. We brought up some mail and other things.”
“Come up on the porch,” invited Cathalina.
One of the swings and a few chairs held the party, which included Hilary, Eloise, Cathalina, Betty and Lilian, besides their guests. Then Jo and June came running around, their heads scarcely to the level of the porch floor.
“O, here are the girls. I wonder if they stood the sea food all right. How’s the lobster?” inquired June, waving at Hilary and not seeing the young man in the swing.