“Where is your boat?”
“Have you a motor?”
“Are you going to invite us to lunch in the tent?”
These questions and comments were bandied back and forth among the boys and girls, no one caring very much who said what, so glad were they to see each other, and exchange greetings and experiences.
“We girls just came up this morning,” explained Madge. “We didn’t wait for mother, and father has some tiresome business to look after so he couldn’t come. But I just said that Jeanette, our maid, was chaperone enough, and so we came. I guess the man on the boat thought we had baggage enough.”
“But he was nice about it,” added Ruth.
“Yes, after I gave him a quarter,” explained Helen.
“Oh, you dear! Did you really tip him?” asked Madge.
“Certainly—he—er—well, he seemed to expect it,” and the boys laughed at her naive explanation.