"Why not? Wear shawls or something——"
"Yes," assented Belle. "It is all right to be dressed up in a launch when we don't have to motor the boat."
"Oh, I'll attend to the motoring," promised Ed. "I am the fellow who borrowed the boat."
"Has Nettie a key?" asked Cora.
"I guess so," replied Bess. "We can leave the cellar window——"
"We can do nothing of the sort, Bess Robinson," interrupted Belle, "and have that man sneak in? I guess not!"
"Oh, your man!" protested Jack. "Haven't you forgotten him yet?
That's what I call faithful."
"Well, at any rate, I am sure Nettie has her key," finished Bess. "And there is only one more train. If she does not come——"
"I'll sleep in the hammock on the porch," volunteered Jack. "It would be heaps better than melting in the bungalow to-night."
"I thought that bungalow was perfection," remarked Belle.