Dinah had a fine breakfast ready for the twins and the others the next morning. There were flap-jacks with maple syrup to pour over them, and that, with the crisp smell of bacon, made every one so hungry that there was no need to call even Nan twice, and sometimes she liked to lie in bed longer than did the others.
"Did you find what it was that bumped me, Daddy?" asked Freddie, as he, as last, pushed back his plate, unable to eat any more.
"No. And we don't need to worry about it. Now we must finish getting Twin Camp in order to-day," went on Mr. Bobbsey, "and then we will begin to have fun and enjoy ourselves."
"Are we going to catch any fish?" asked Bert. "Always, when you read of camps, they catch fish and fry them."
"Yes, we can go fishing after we get the work done," said his father. "Work first and play afterward is a rule we'll follow here, though there won't be much work to do. However, if we're to go fishing we'll have to dig some bait."
"I can dig worms!" cried Freddie. "Worms are good for bait, aren't they, Daddy?"
"For some kinds of fish, yes. We'll fish part of the time with worms and see what luck we have. Bert, you and Freddie can dig the bait."
"I want to help," said Flossie. "I helped Nan get out my dolls and toys, and now I want to dig worms."
"All right, little fat fairy!" laughed Bert. "Come along."
"Mercy, Flossie, digging bait is such dirty work! What do you want to do that for?" asked Nan.