“Yes, I do notice that she seems more quiet,” replied Ethel.
“But you still dislike her though?” asked Kate.
“I don’t know,” replied Ethel. “I’m ashamed to admit it, Cousin Kate, but I can never seem to overcome that antipathy to her. If only her voice would lower a little, and if she’d cease to come up and slap one on the back I might feel differently, but she’s so rough and unladylike.”
“Ethel, environments may have had much to do with that. She seems to love your mother. But here comes Patty with young Kip.”
“What a dandy site you have here for a Camp,” said the young man. “Gee! it’s choice. It beats ours.”
When dinner was ready how they ate! They pronounced it equal to the best shore dinner ever prepared, and when finished there was nothing left excepting clam shells and corn cobs.
That was Mrs. Hollister’s last day in Camp. She had been with the girls for two weeks. After leaving Camp she was to spend half of her time with Kate’s parents and the remaining with Aunt Susan.
Harvey and Teddy stayed until nearly five o’clock, and it was with regret on both sides that they had to go.
The next day being Sunday, Kate read the prayers while they all sung several hymns, after which each girl was left to do as she chose. Ethel proposed to ride horseback. Several joined together and hired a buckboard for the afternoon.
“We’ll meet you at the Lake,” they said to Ethel, and off they went.