“There aren’t any oars,” she objected, as Ted pulled the boat out so he could get in.
“That’s nothing,” he said. “We can take poles and push ourselves around. Come on, I’ll be captain! We’ll have lots of fun!”
Janet was always ready for fun.
“We must take our shoes and stockings,” she said. “If we leave ’em here somebody might steal ’em.”
“Yes, we’ll take ’em in the boat, and the lunch, too,” her brother agreed.
They quickly put their things in the old scow, for that is all the boat was, and then, having found some poles in the woods, the Curlytops pushed out from shore.
Soon they were adrift, moving slowly along the beach, first Ted and then Janet pushing with their poles to keep the boat moving. It was warm and pleasant out on the lake, and the Curlytops thought they were having fine fun.
“Let’s go out a little farther,” proposed Ted.
“I’m afraid,” confessed Janet.
“Oh, we can easily pole ourselves back,” said Ted.