"
"Are the woods dry enough for a little botanizing?" asked the
doctor. "Laura and Belle say they have a few plants in mind that
they want to add to their collection of botanical specimens.
Are you two young men ready to escort them?"
"Certainly, sir," Dick nodded. "And the forenoon will be the
best time, as we must go through our training work this afternoon."
"Hang my luck!" muttered Darrin in sudden disgust. "This is my
day to do the cooking here."
"One of the other fellows will take your turn," suggested Prescott.
"I won't ask anyone to do it," sighed Darry. "I'm man enough
to shoulder my own share of the camp work. Dick, you can look
after both girls, can't you? And you'll make my excuses satisfactorily
to Miss Meade?"
"That's right---just right, David," spoke the physician. "Do
your own work like a man. I'll undertake to make your excuses
so well that Belle will have a higher opinion of you if that were
possible. Dick, shall the girls look for you within the next
few minutes?"
"I'll be there soon, doctor."
Five minutes later Dick presented himself at the other camp.
He went first to Mrs. Bentley and inquired as to her comfort during
the storm.
"We know Dave can't come, but where are the other boys?" inquired
Clara Marshall.
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