“How large is the lake?” Rex asked.
“Well, it’s nearly round and perhaps three miles across.”
“Any trout in it?” Jack asked.
“I know he’d want to know that sooner or later,” Bob laughed.
“Plenty when I was there and I suppose there are now. And we got some big fellows too. I wouldn’t dare tell you just how large,” and Mr. Golden smiled.
“You might tell us how big the ones were that got away,” Jack laughed.
“They’re always the largest of course,” Mr. Golden smiled. “But when are you intending to start?”
“The sooner the better I suppose,” Bob replied looking at Rex. “I thought we could put in this afternoon getting the things together and get an early start in the morning.”
“I guess that would be best,” Mr. Golden agreed. “But I must be off to the office. I’ll see you at supper.”
The boys had been on so many trips of a like nature that they knew just what was needed and by four o’clock everything was in readiness for the start on the morrow.