“I think there will be plenty of swimming, fishing, and other fun at Mr. Watson’s Cloverbank place,” said Mr. Bobbsey. “And now I think you and Nan had better see which of you will be first asleep,” he went on, for it was getting late. Supper had been delayed longer than usual because of the birthday celebration, and the children had been allowed to stay up a little later than was customary.
“Oh, won’t we have fun in Cloverbank!” whispered Nan to her brother, as they went up the stairs.
“I just guess we will!” he answered. “I can hardly wait for the time to come!”
“Me either. Good-night!”
“Good-night!” answered Bert, as he went softly into the room where he slept with Freddie. Nan slept with Flossie. Both the small twins were sound asleep. So were Bert and Nan a little later.
School had not yet closed for the summer. There was about another week of classes before the long vacation. And the morning after their father’s birthday the Bobbsey twins started for the schoolhouse soon after the first bell began ringing.
“Hello, Danny!” called Bert when he saw the Rugg boy coming up the street. “Don’t you wish you had another snowball to break a church window with?” and Bert laughed as he recalled what had happened in the winter, when Danny had broken a stained-glass window and had blamed Bert for it. But the truth had come out, through the loss of Danny’s gold ring, and Danny had begged Bert’s pardon, so the boys were good friends once more.
“Yes, a pile of snow would feel good just about now,” agreed Danny. “It sure is a hot day! I’ll be glad when school closes.”
“So’ll I,” assented Bert. “Where you going this summer?”
“Down to the seashore, I guess,” Danny answered.