"And you needn't think you are doing us a favor, either!" asserted Will a bit truculently. "We can get other girls. There is Kittie Rossmore, Alice——"
"Stop it!" commanded Grace, and Will subsided. He knew better than to keep on in that strain.
"The boat is a dandy, though," he went on. "We can pile the cockpit full of fur robes, and when the wind is right we can scoot up the lake to beat the band!"
"Such slang!" cried Grace.
"Well, I only meant hat band—or rubber band. That isn't slang."
And so it was decided. Will went on to describe the boat from the rudder and runners, to the sails and tackle, most of it being as Greek to the girls. But they made up their minds to soon learn how to run a craft on the ice.
"And if things go right I'll soon have a better one than the Spider," declared Will, as he prepared to take his leave.
"You mean you are going to buy another?" asked Grace.
"No, not buy—make one—and it will be a surprise, too, let me tell you!"
"How?" asked Betty, interested.