“We might have hunted all over the camp for that seat when we want to go for a drive, and never have thought of it being left down there,” added Julie.
When the girls ran over to see what next to do, they found the Captain eyeing a board about sixteen inches in length. She was calculating aloud and wondering if it would fit.
“Fit where? What is it for?” asked Joan.
“You’ll soon find out. Now you girls can unpack the hamper and get luncheon ready—I’m hungry,” replied Mrs. Vernon.
She knew this would meet with great approval, and soon they were busy unpacking the ready-made lunch, and placing it on a large flat rock.
“Ruth! quick—brush that awful bug from the butter!” shrieked Julie, as she stood with both her hands filled with dishes.
“Oh—oh! I can’t! It’s an awful looking creature!” cried Ruth, running away from the rock where the luncheon was spread.
“Joan—come here! What’s that beast on the butter—see?” called Julie, trying to set the tier of dishes down on the grass.
“It’s only a young dragon-fly—don’t you know one when you see it?” laughed Joan, shooing the insect away.
“I’ve seen them flying in the sunshine, but never on the butter-dish,” said Julie, picking up the dishes again and placing them on the cloth.