“Later, maybe. Mother says she invited them all to come and spend a day with us on the Island, and they seemed quite taken with the idea.”
“Does she say whether any of the girls or boys will be with them on the trip?” asked Dudley.
“Maybe my sister Hilda will be with them!” added Paul.
“I don’t know, because mother merely says they were attending a suffrage convention in Boston—you know what ardent members both Mrs. Baker and Mrs. Hubert are? And they had a nice long talk, but nothing more is said in this letter,” said Fred.
“I wish the doctor would come—he’s awfully good fun!” said Billy.
“We won’t know until mother gets home, then she’ll tell us all about it.”
“Then we could have that swell clam-bake, eh?” said Paul.
“Do you know, we’ve got ten big lobsters in the car now! I’ll bet we will have a lot more by the time mother gets home,” exclaimed Billy.
This hope spurred the boys to even greater efforts to bait the traps enticingly, and “tend out” for results.