“She’d tell you to stop eating chocolates and come with me,” returned Cora, firmly. “I’m going to the cabin.”
“I—I’ll go with you,” volunteered Marita, and then she blushed at the attention she attracted.
“Well, if Marita isn’t afraid to go, I’m not,” announced Lottie, with spirit. “Come on, Cora.”
“Oh!” gasped Bess.
“Oh, dear!” echoed Belle. “Do we have to stay here all alone?”
“Either that, or come with us,” invited Cora. “I’m going over to the cabin in our boat.”
There was a step at the door of the living room, and Mrs. Lewis looked in.
“Did I hear you girls say you were going out?” she inquired.
“Just for a little trip on the water,” replied Cora, signing to her chums to keep silent. “It is so lovely with the moon, and we won’t go far.”
It was not a great way to Denny’s cabin.