That seemed to be a good starter."
"An excellent one."
"Why don't you come along with us?"
"I?"
"Yes; that is, unless you have other plans. We should be glad to have
you. The more the merrier."
"I wish you would come, Mr. Croyden," urged Theo.
"That is very kind of you," returned Mr. Croyden, hesitating a
little. "I had not planned my day. Are you sure you want so many?"
"Three is not many. Come along, by all means," declared
Dr. Swift. "Manuel says the lake has not yet been fished much and that
the trout are biting well. Get Tony, your guide, to pack up your
tackle and bring some lunch. I am afraid we have not enough for all
hands."
Mr. Croyden sprang to his feet.
"I'll do that," he replied. "What time are you starting?"
"Just as soon as I have succeeded in getting Theo to take a little
nourishment," returned the Doctor.
This task Dr. Swift evidently did not find difficult, for within a
half hour the party were setting forth through the woods.
The luncheon, tackle, and sweaters had been put into a canoe, which
Tony and Manuel raised to their shoulders as if it were a feather.
"There is a punt over at Owl that we can use, so we shall need only
one canoe," explained Manuel as he strode along.
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