Everybody laughed again, even Sarah Ketchum.

"Sarah always puts in her oar when there's any water," said Constance
Faber.

"I want to know how long we're to sit here, standing in the middle of
the road," said Julius.

Again everybody laughed. When grammar-school boys and girls are on
a picnic, a thing needn't be very witty or very funny to make them
laugh. From the ease with which this party exploded into laughter,
it may be perceived that in spite of the high words and the pop-gun
firing, there was no deep-seated ill-humor among them.

"To Crow Roost and be done with it!" said Dick.

"All right," assented several voices.

"Crow Roost, Bob, by the lightning express," said Dick, with
enthusiasm.

"But, as you were so particular," said Sarah to Bob, "we're going to
be, too. We aint going to give you any lunch unless you pay for it."

"Not a mouthful," said Clara.

"Not even a crumb," said Constance.

Nobody saw any dismay in Bob's face.