Part 26 (1/2)
”Have you seen anything of the ladies?” queried d.i.c.k.
”Yes, they are all in the ladies' parlor. I told them I'd keep a lookout for you.”
They made their way to the parlor, where a great handshaking took place. Mrs. Stanhope and Dora were there, and also Grace and Nellie with Mrs. Laning. The latter was not used to traveling and was in quite a flutter.
”The girls insisted upon my coming,” said Mrs. Laning. ”I didn't think I could do it at first, but they wouldn't take no for an answer.”
”And we are real glad to have you,” answered d.i.c.k.
Aleck had been sent off to hunt up Captain Starr and the houseboat, and in the meantime all of the party obtained rooms for the night and then went to supper.
”This puts me in mind of the time we took dinner at Ithaca,” said d.i.c.k to Dora, on the way to the dining hall. ”Do you remember?”
”Indeed I do,” she answered, with a pretty blush. ”But please do not steer me into the smoking room again,” she added, mischievously.
”Don't you think we are going to have a good time, Dora?”
”If I hadn't thought that I shouldn't have come,” answered the miss.
It was a happy gathering, and Hans Mueller kept the young folks convulsed by his odd speeches.
”And you ton't vos put no salt py mine coffee in dis dime, Tom,” said Hans, referring to a trick which had once been played on him.
”All right, Hansy,” answered Tom. ”And please don't you pour any coffee down my back,” he added, for he had not forgotten how he had been paid back for that joke.
The supper lasted a long time, and after it was over all went to one of the rooms upstairs, where they spent a couple of hours very agreeably.
”We can be thankful that it is such pleasant weather,” said Mrs.
Stanhope. ”An outing on a houseboat during a wet spell would not be so nice.”
”Oh, we'd try to make things pleasant,” said Tom. ”There is a piano on board, and we could have music and singing--”
”A piano! Oh, Tom!” cried Nellie. ”How nice! It must be a regular little palace!”
”I haven't seen the boat yet. Uncle Randolph said there was a piano on board.”
”And I've got a guitar,” came from Songbird Powell.
”With which he will sing to the moon on dark nights,” came from Tom.
”I haf got some musics py mine drunk in too,” said Hans.
”What have you got, Hansy?” asked Sam--”a tin whistle?”
”No, a music pox vot mine fadder brought from Chermany. He vos a fine pox, too, I can told you.”
”That's splendid, Hans,” said Dora. ”I love a good music box.”