“Wouldn’t do me any harm either,” agreed Mr. Carter. “I sit in my office so much my muscles are getting flabby.”
“How about asking Hazel?” Kitty suggested. “She’s been wanting to explore these marshes a long time.”
“A brilliant idea, Kitten!” Her father showed real interest now. “We can catch the rising tide up into the marshes and come back when it turns.”
Brad laughed. “That method will certainly be much easier on the muscles.”
Hazel had the day off and was delighted at the prospect of spending the afternoon out in the sunshine.
“Tell her I’ll call for her at two-thirty,” Mr. Carter told Kitty as she phoned.
“That’ll give me half an hour to run up to the hospital,” said Brad. “There is something I must attend to up there before I leave.”
“Then I’ll have time to pack some sandwiches and cookies, so we can eat our supper outdoors.”
“Another brilliant idea,” said her father. “We’ll make an afternoon of it.”
“That will give Jane the whole afternoon off. She needs a rest,” said Kitty, as she hurried out to the kitchen to see what she could prepare on such short notice.