"You can stay—you boys—who said so?" demanded Grace a bit defiantly.
"Dad. I asked him. There are several furnished cabins there, and we can use one, he said. Oh, don't worry, we won't bother you," and he glared at his sister. Grace and Will did not get along any better than the average brother and sister, it will be noted.
"I think it would be nice," spoke gentle Amy, hastening to pour oil on troubled waters. "It wouldn't be quite so lonesome—with the boys there."
"Bless you for saying that!" exclaimed Will, with mock heroics. "You shall be doubly repaid. We'll see that you are never alone, Amy."
She blushed, but did not seem displeased.
"And as we boys are going anyhow," went on Will, "you girls can come in the ice boat, or not, just as you choose. I only thought I'd offer it."
"It's kind of you," declared Mollie.
"I think ice boating would be lovely," vouchsafed Betty.
Seeing her chums thus in favor Grace capitulated.
"All right," she said. "We'll go, with you boys."