"By the way," put in Grace curiously, "I know Betty promised that we
wouldn't ask questions, but there is just one thing I want to know."

"Speak, fair damsel," Roy replied, thinking meanwhile how much prettier
Grace had grown. "We will promise to answer faithfully anything that is
not connected with war."

"When did you get in?" asked Grace, "and how did you get here?"

"We came in yesterday," answered Roy, helping himself to another sandwich.
"And of course we beat it for headquarters right away."

"Yes'm, and I'll tell you we were a disappointed lot when we found that
you girls had flown," added Frank ruefully. "We were all set for a jolly
reunion--"

"But we wrote you about spending the summer here," Betty interrupted. "And
we were mourning because you couldn't be at the lodge with us."

"We missed your letters, I guess," said Will. "We sailed very suddenly,
and there is probably a stack of them piled up there at the old service
station."

"We found out where you were all rightie, though," Roy continued. "So we
took the first train out this morning, debarked at the nearest station
south of here, and proceeded to walk the rest of the way. It was thus that
you came upon us."

"You came upon us, you mean," Amy corrected. "We ought to know well
enough, because you nearly gave us heart failure."