"Oh, she'd love them to be there," cried Jerry with conviction.
"And anyway, if she frowns, we'll move on to Wayside, and we know the trail in between, don't we, Jerry?"
"Say, Jerry," Graham thought it the psychological moment to spring a request he had been entertaining in his heart for some time. "Will you let me take Pepper to camp? Lots of the boys have dogs but none of them are as smart as Pep."
Jerry could not answer for a moment. In her picture of her homegoing, Pepper had had his part; but—it would be another link——
"Of course you may take him. He'll love—being with you." Long ago she had reconciled herself to sharing Pepper's devotion with Graham.
"Oh, I think that's the wonderfulest plan ever made," exclaimed Gyp rapturously—Gyp, who with her mother had visited some of the most fashionable summer and winter resorts. "I want to sleep up on—where is it, Jerry—and see the sunrise. How will we ever exist until school's over!"
"Examinations will help us do that," laughed Isobel.
"And Class-day and Commencement. And who's going to win the Lincoln Award?"