I was willing enough; but just then Aunt Fannie called that it was time for us to put on our shoes and get ready for the boat, which was to start at four o'clock; and so we had to let it go.
As we walked to the boat, we met Uncle Fred coming back from town with some paper bags that made us forget that we had ever seen a sandwich or a marsh-mallow. We didn't know what was in 'em, but they looked as if the trip home were going to have "some rather pleasant elements," as Bess said, very primly.
It did!
