We agreed about this at breakfast, and I said:
"Let's go to Wecanicut."
We'd never gone to Wecanicut alone, but I couldn't see any reason
why we shouldn't. Captain Lewis, on the ferry, always watches over
every one on board with a fatherly sort of eye, and Wecanicut itself
is a perfectly safe, mild place, without any quicksands or tigers or
anything that Mother would object to.
"I tell you what," Jerry said, "let's make it a real adventure and
take some costumes along. We never had any proper ones there
before."
I thought this was a rather good idea, and after breakfast we went
up to select things that wouldn't be too bothersome to carry, from
the Property Basket.
"Is it to be pirates or smugglers or what?" Greg asked, poking in
the corner where he keeps his own special rigs.
"Explorers, my fine fellow," Jerry said, "exploring after a
submerged city."
"Oh!" Greg said, evidently changing his ideas.
Jerry and I went down to ask Katy to make us some lunch.
"Just food; nothing careful," Jerry explained.
"What are ye goin' to do with it?" Katy asked.
Jerry was all ready to say, "Eat it, of course," but I saw what Katy
meant and said:
"We're going out; it's such a nice day. We thought we'd take our
lunch with us to save Lena trouble."
"Don't get streelin' off too far," Katy said, "Where are ye goin'?"
"Oh, down by the shore," I said, which was not quite the whole
truth, because of course it was not our shore, but the shore of
Wecanicut I meant.
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