“Well, that is great!” cried Chub.
“And some day I’m going to live on it,” declared Harry. “And I’ll invite you all to come and visit me.”
“And we all hereby accept,” laughed Mr. Cole. “Well, I suppose I shall have to begin and pay you wharfage after to-day.”
“And I guess we’ll have to pay you rent,” laughed Dick.
“No, you won’t,” answered Harry. “But isn’t it fine to have an island all of your own? Oh, I’ve always wanted to own an island.”
“So have I,” answered the artist, “but no one has ever insisted on giving me one, and I’ve never been able to make up my mind which particular island I wanted to buy. Well, and now how about supper, Mr. Dick?”
“Ready as soon as we finish setting the table.”
“Let me do it!” Harry begged.
“No, sir,” answered Dick. “You’re to stay out until it’s all ready.”