"And would you let me ride Powder?" asked Bet.
"Yes, that is if you wanted to after you'd see him buck. That horse is a rascal. And how he bucks! Even I have to hold on for dear life."
The picnic lunch ended with iced orangeade and little tarts filled with raspberries.
"Those must have been cooked for you, Kit, for we've never had any of them before," laughed Bet. "And one thing sure, if Auntie Gibbs had known that there was to be a new girl with us, she would have made her something special. She's a dear!"
"This lunch was simply perfect, Bet. I've eaten too much, as usual. I'm a little piggy. But oh how happy I am!" sang Joy.
Shirley had finished some time before and was setting the camera in place for a picture, arranging the attachment that enabled her to be in the group.
"What's she doing?" asked Kit as Shirley announced that everything was ready.
"It's this way," replied the girl. "I'm the only one who knows how to take a decent picture, so I have always had to be left out. I got tired of it and bought an attachment so I can snap the thing and be in it at the same time."
"That's clever! I've read about it, but I've never seen it worked."
Joy, who had been dancing around on one foot, suddenly came to a stop, munched the last of a raspberry tart and exclaimed: "Girls, I've got an idea!"