Not till later when they were hungrily devouring rolls and coffee did they stop to ask her what she meant.
“I suppose you have some plans,” said Mollie. “So you might as well tell us about them.”
“All right, only hand me another roll first,” returned Betty. “Thanks. Well, it’s like this. Of course we all know we can’t go on like this forever.”
“Tell us something we don’t know,” commanded Mollie, flippantly, and the Little Captain eyed her severely.
“If you’re going to interrupt——” she began, whereupon Mollie became becomingly humble.
“I didn’t mean to start anything, honest,” she said. “Proceed, fair damsel, proceed.”
“Well,” Betty began again, “I thought the best thing we could do would be to get back to Deepdale——”
“Betty Nelson, you’re never going to give up the trip!” cried Mollie, horrified, and Betty broke in impatiently.
“You do get the wildest ideas, Mollie,” she said. “Who said anything about giving up anything, I’d like to know! I was going to remark that a couple of us might return to Deepdale where we can get a regular tent. The boys had several tents, you know——”
“And Will said the other day,” Amy broke in eagerly, “that he had had a chance to lay in a lot of air mattresses cheap. He thought we might need them sometime——”