Sarah Ketchum said everything that Mat didn't say. She was Mat's counterpart.
All grew enthusiastic as they approached the woods, and when the wagon stopped they poured over the side in an excited way.
"What shall we do with the lunch-basket?"
"Leave it in the wagon," said Sarah Ketchum, whose counsel, Kit said, was as free as the waters of the school pump.
Clara objected to leaving it. Bob would eat everything up. "Let's take it along."
"Why, no," said Julius.
He was the largest of the boys, and, according to the knightly code, he remembered the carrying of the basket would devolve upon him.
"Yes, we must carry it along," Sarah Ketchum insisted. "Bob sha'n't have a chance at that basket if I have to carry it around on my back."
Constance, too, said, "Take it along."
"It's easy enough for you girls to insist on having the basket toted around," said Dick, "because girls can't carry anything when there are boys along; but suppose you were a poor little fellow like Jule."