The Outdoor Girls at Rainbow Lake - Or, the stirring cruise of the motor boat Gem by Laura Lee Hope
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'em off. And of course Rainbow Lake isn't exactly the bounding main,
but it will answer as well." "Certainly," agreed Betty, with a laugh. "I think that is all," she went on, looking at her list. "Oh, I almost forgot, we want some more of your lovely olives-- those large ones." "Yes, those are fine olives," admitted the store keeper. "I get them from New York. "Olives stuffed, and some with pits, With girls my olives sure make hits." He chanted this with a bow and a smile. "I am aware," he said, "I am aware that the foregoing may sound like a baseball game, but such is not my intention. I use hit in the sense of meaning that it is well-liked." "Too well liked-- I mean the olives," spoke Mollie. "We can't keep enough on hand. I think we'll have to buy them by the case after this." "As Grace does her chocolates," remarked Betty, with a smile that took all the sarcasm out of the words. "Well," remarked Grace, drawlingly, "I have noticed that you girls are generally around when I open a fresh box." "Well hit!" cried Amy. "Don't let them fuss you, Grace my dear." |
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