In another moment, every girl had scampered from the side porch and was running to the front of the house to have a look at the lake.
“Did you ever! The water has actually soaked through the soil at the bottom and is almost an inch above the sand!” exclaimed Norma, joyously, as she danced up and down at the revelation.
“Let’s see—how many hours did it take to do that?” said Janet, trying to figure out how much water they might look for by morning.
“You can’t judge that way, ’cause you don’t know how long it took to soak through the soil, nor how much water that soil displaces,” said Norma very wisely.
“Better let the water do its work while we curb our impatience about it,” advised Mrs. James laughingly.
“But do you think the water will be as high as the dam before the folks arrive, Jimmy?” asked Norma anxiously.
“I should say it will,” was Mrs. James’s guarded answer.
“Too bad we haven’t any goldfish to put in now,” sighed Janet.
“So your ducklings and goslings could feast,” laughed Belle.
“No, but I’ve got a big surprise for you all tomorrow when the lake is ready,” was Janet’s reply.