Yes," she added, after a pause, "I'll write and have Selina join us.

I haven't seen Selina in months.

I guess I'll have to put up a lunch for her, though," admitted Trina, "the way we did last time, because she lives in a boarding-house now, and they make a fuss about putting up a lunch." They could count on pleasant weather at this time of the year--it was May--and that particular Tuesday was all that could be desired.

The party assembled at the ferry slip at nine o'clock, laden with baskets.
The McTeagues came last of all; Ryer and his wife had already boarded the boat.

They met the Heises in the waiting-room.
"Hello, Doctor," cried the harness-maker as the McTeagues came up.