“Put her in the boat—”
“Whew!” interrupted Valentine.
“And ferry her over the sound,” continued Anna.
“Who?”
“You and me.”
“Do you think we could?”
“We can try.”
“That’s brave! How’s your arm?”
“All right! I jerked it back, slapping mosquitoes.”
“Give us another hunkey piece of bread and butter. Honey’s good to-day. I wonder mother thought about it.”