While we've been thinking of nothing but a fishing trip in July, Dick has actually had the brains to figure out that we might like to go away on some other kind of outing in August." "Such an idea did occur to me," replied Dick.
"What's the scheme for August, Dick ?" demanded Greg eagerly.
"Out with it!" insisted Hazelton.
Dick shook his head.
"Now, don't be mean," insisted Danny Grin.

"Dick, you owe it to us, almost, to let us get a little look at the machinery that's moving in the back of your head." "I haven't an August plan---at least, not one that is clear enough for me to submit it and put it to vote before you," Dick went on.

"Fellows, let's set about this present fishing trip, for this month, and then, while we're away, talk up the proper scheme for August.

Whatever we do in the way of fun, next month, will be sure to be better planned if we wait a little before talking it over." "All right, then," agreed Tom Reade with a sigh.

"But I warn you, Dick, and all you fellows, that if Prescott is too stingy with news about his August plan, I shall put forth one of my own." "What's your August plan, Tom ?" demanded Greg.
"I'm not going to tell you---yet," Reade rejoined, shaking his head mysteriously.
"There are a lot of things that you're not telling us," Dave reminded him.