"Oh," drawled Tom, "sis wouldn't see a meteor if it fell into her lap."

"I guess that's right, Tommy," responded his twin, in some scorn. "Neither
would you. Your knowledge of the heavenly bodies is very small indeed, I
fear. What do they teach you at Seven Oaks?"

"Not much about anything celestial, I guarantee," said Ruth, slyly. "Oh!
there those folks go again."

"Goodness me!" gasped Helen. "Where _are_ these wonderful persons? Oh! I
see them now."

"Whom do you suppose they are chasing?" demanded Tom Cameron. "Or, who is
chasing _them_?"

"That's it, Tommy," scoffed his sister. "I understand you have taken up
navigation with the other branches of higher mathematics at Seven Oaks;
and now you want to trouble Ruth and me with conundrums.

"Are we soothsayers, that we should be able to explain, off-hand," pursued
Helen, "the actions of such a crazy crowd of people as those----Do look
there! that woman jumped right down that sandbank. Did you ever?"

"And there goes another!" Ruth exclaimed.

"Likewise a third," came from Tom, who was quite as much puzzled as were
the girls.

"One after the other--just like Brown's cows," giggled Helen. "Isn't that
funny?"