Alice thought it an excellent idea, provided she was not included.
“But these mountain lakes are icy!” Girlie shivered at the thought.
“Not if you dive in, instead of wading,” said Miriam. “Louise taught me that.”
“I’m too tall. I might stick fast. Besides one looks so distressed in borrowed bathing clothes.”
“And the only secluded cove is pre-empted!” Keble sympathized.
“Oh, without a costume I’d be afraid of sinking. It would seem just like a bath, and one goes straight to the bottom of the bath-tub.”
The bathing project having died of inanition, Miriam and Girlie went indoors.
“I’m trying to think where I’ve seen her before,” Alice said, following Miriam with her eyes. “I keep associating her in my mind with white sails, and strawberries. . . . Louise has known her a long while?”
“For years.”
“Delightful woman! So sensible. How lucky that she is able to help you with your accounts. You never could add.”