As for my two fellow-sinners here, I'll wager they weren't two days behind me in their planning.

So now, own up, boys!" William and Cyril, however, did not have to "own up." Mrs.Stetson appeared at the moment and created, for them, a very welcome diversion.
Long minutes later, when the good-byes had become nothing but a flutter of white handkerchiefs from deck to shore, and shore to deck, William drew a long sigh.
"That's a nice little girl, boys, a nice little girl!" he exclaimed.

"I declare! I didn't suppose I'd mind so much her going so far away.".