“Even so, you’d have finished second,” laughed John.
“What do you mean?”
“Why, I’d have beaten you out, of course.”
“Maybe so,” said George laughingly. “At any rate I guess it would have been a pretty close finish. Imagine what Grant and Fred would have thought if they’d seen us coming, tearing out of the woods with a big black bear after us.”
“I’d have gone right on across the lake too,” said John.
“Do you want some berries?”
“It’s pretty late now I’m afraid. I think perhaps we’d better go back.”
“Perhaps so. Let’s go anyway; we can come back here after luncheon.”
“That bear might have the same idea.”
“That’s true too,” admitted George. “We can bring Fred and Grant along with us if they want to come.”