full of meaning, and wondered what would be the state of these young people later.
It was judged best to sit still a while after so hearty a meal, and a game of questions was proposed, the players to seat themselves in a ring on the grass. Bobby happened to hate this sort of game, and his indulgence in every one of the dainties provided had not depressed his spirits.
He therefore beckoned to the doctor's son, who was a crony of his, and, unobserved by anyone, they stole away, and around to the back of the house.
"Oh, are n't I glad we got away!" said Bobby, laughing; "the idea of playing that silly thing! Let 's have a lark, Jack!"
"What kind of one?" inquired Jack.
"Oh, let 's go down on the river bank, and have a swim!"
Now, Bobby knew perfectly well that his father would never have allowed him to go in swimming alone, for the river had
