“Arrive to-morrow (Saturday), will go at once to you at Lake Hocomo.
“Edward Ramsdell.”
“Joy! Joy!” Peg cried. “Really coming, oh, girls! Now I can have some fun helping you break camp! Isn’t it splendid!”
“That’s a promise, remember, positively,” insisted Julia, as they prepared to leave. “Bring Miss Ramsdell and Shag. Remember, we expect you pos—i—tive—ly.”
Then the door was locked from the outside, on the precious invention of Peg’s departed father.
[CHAPTER XXI—A SURPRISE INDEED]
The girls were deliciously excited. Uncovering the mystery of Peg’s cabin lent no end of possibilities, not the least of which was the hope of having this girl of the hills unite with their own activities at last.
“Will somebody kindly drape that sun dial and hold back on time a little?” asked Corene. “However are we going to cram things into a few meager hours this fateful day?”
“When things crowd to the point of congestion,” declared Julia, “they simply have to be omitted. I move to omit everything omittable.”
“And I tally the motion,” chirped Grace. “It saves time to tally instead of adding to.”