“Certainly; I’ll see about that for you immediately.”
The young man took his departure with a much higher opinion of the Carter sisters than he had held twenty-four hours before. As for the Carter sisters: they felt so grateful to him for his kindness to their parents and to them that their opinion of him was perforce good. Helen still sniffed disdainfully when his name was mentioned, but she could not forget the expression of approval in his blue eyes when he found that the camping scheme was hers.
CHAPTER VIII.
GWEN.
Bill Tinsley was as keen on the camp building plan as Lewis Somerville had said he would be.
“Sleeping on my arms,” was his telegram in answer to the letter he got from Lewis, a letter with R. S. V. P. P. D. Q. plainly marked on the envelope.
“Good old Bill! I almost knew he would tumble at the chance. All of you will like Bill, I know.”
“What does he mean by sleeping on his arms?” asked Lucy. “I should think it would make him awfully stiff.”
“Oh, that means ready to go at a moment’s notice. I bet his kit is packed now.”