"It fairly makes me sick, for
I'm sure we shall never hear of the things again."
"I wonder when the boys are going to try to ford to the islands?" said
Grace. "The tide's getting low now."
"Hello! where is everybody?" it was Will's voice calling from the woods.
"We are going for a paddle--who wants to come along?"
"Ask us," called Betty. "We were just hoping you'd come to life."
"Ah, the voice of the siren," called Will, over his shoulder. "Come on,
fellows, let's break up this galaxy of beauty."
The boys sauntered up to the group of girls, and sprawled upon the steps
wherever there was room.
"Where _have_ you kept yourselves all morning?" Mollie inquired, as
Frank drew a bur from her white skirt. "If you hadn't come pretty soon,
we were going over to look for you."
"Oh, just around clearing up," Frank replied, with a vague little
gesture. "If we had known how much you wanted to see us, we would have
left some things undone."
"You needn't have hurried on my account," Grace drawled. "I don't know
when I have ever felt happier than I did before you came. Oh, Roy, do
look out, you are sitting on my dress.
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