"Thank you, thank you," they chorused in return as the Director left them.
It was a happy though weary group that chattered its way along the lake front and across Miller Park. No sooner had they reached the cottage than the Ethels told their story to Mrs. Morton with much laughter. For some reason she did not take the joke just as they would have liked to have her.
"You know it is against the rule? Everybody is expected to go out and enter through the gates."
"Oh, we know that. But what harm did it do? We weren't cheating the Institution; we had our tickets."
"Suppose everybody did what you did. Can you see any objection?"
"It would look mighty funny," giggled Ethel Blue.
"It would be rather confusing, I suppose," admitted Ethel Brown; "they wouldn't be able to tell who had tickets and who hadn't."
"You don't really mind, do you, Aunt Marion?"
"I confess I shall have to make up a new opinion about my honest little girls," she replied slowly. "Have you thought what you are going to do about the punch on your tickets?"
This hint was alarming.