Then the two boys and the girls started down to the lakeside once more.
"Mr.Wright was very kind," murmured Dick gratefully.
"He never fails in courtesy toward anyone," replied Laura.

"You boys will come over every day, won't you?
We must have a picnic or two." "And you must all visit our camp." Dick urged.

"It isn't much of a place, but the welcome will be of the real Gridley kind.
If you dare take the risk, we'll even offer you a camp meal." "The farmers' gardens are in danger, after all, then," laughed Susie.

"If you are going to deplete your larders to entertain us, we girls will surely rob the farmers to make up for what we eat." Susie's face had grown so grave that Prescott could not help regarding her quizzically.
"I mean just what to say about robbing the farmers, don't I, girls ?" Susie asked.
"Yes," agreed Laura Bentley promptly.

She had no idea what was passing in her friend's head, but she knew Susie well enough to feel sure that the latter was planning nothing very wicked.
"Can't we take you out, two at a time ?" proposed Dick, as the young people neared the float.
"Now ?" inquired Laura.
"Yes; since 'now' is always the best time for doing things," Prescott replied.
In no time at all the plan had been agreed to.