“Good-bye!”
“Good-bye!”
And then the guests from the hilltop left.
For a few minutes the Bobbies stood, a little disappointed, but still expectant.
“I should be afraid to go back to that place,” remarked Isabel.
“The officer is going to unlock and search first,” said Cleo. “I wouldn’t mind going along to see the fun.”
“Just imagine those two people standing ready with guns!” exclaimed Julia.
“I wouldn’t care to trust myself with a tempting little gun,” confessed Louise. “I have always thought what a temptation it must be to pull a trigger.”
“Like our Fourth of July pistols; so have I,” admitted Isabel.
“Girls, do you realize it is almost time for colors?” asked Miss Mackin. “Suppose we sing a cheery ‘Good Morning’ to get our brains cleared up from all the excitement?”