"Yes, Larry and Joe have come in, and Rover and Rosie--she's the cow,
and they milked her every day twice and drank the milk and they used to
have their meals together in the car."

"Rosie, too? Very interesting indeed."

"Now, Papa, you must not laugh at me. It is very interesting. They all
came for days and days together in the car from somewhere down East,
Ontario, I think. And Mr. Gwynne says they are just like a circus. And
they play instiments and dance."

"What, Rosie too? How clever of her!"

The child's laugh rang out joyously. "Oh, Papa, that's awfully funny.
And we're going down on our wheels. Nora can ride now, you know, and
she's going to take Ethel May's wheel. It's awfully hard to ride, but
Nora's as strong as Kathleen."

"Well, well," said her father, greatly interested in this exciting but
somewhat confused tale. "Just wait until I wash my hands and then you
shall tell me what it all means. Thank you for this deliciously cool
lemonade. It is very refreshing. You will tell me all about it at
lunch."

The lunch hour was devoted first of all to disentangling from the mass
the individual members of the car party, which after an adventurous
journey across half a continent had apparently made camp at the Winnipeg
freight sheds. Then followed the elucidation of the details of the plan
by which this camp was to be attacked and raided during the afternoon.