"Well, girls," said Wyn, smiling, so that her brown eyes fairly danced. "Mrs. Havel--Percy's aunt--says she will go." "Fine!" exclaimed Frankie. "You don't mean it, Wyn?" gasped Mina Everett. "Then we really _can_ go camping?" "And to Lake Honotonka?" put in Bessie. "That's what we aimed to do; wasn't it?" demanded Wyn, laughing. "And when the Go-Ahead Club starts to do a thing, it usually arrives; doesn't it?" "At least, the captain arrives for them," said Frank, giving Wyn's arm a little squeeze. "We wouldn't get far in our 'go-ahead' plans if it wasn't for you, Wynnie." "Such flattery!" protested the captain. "You didn't have an easy time convincing my mother--I know that," said Mina, shaking _her_ head. "You know, she's so afraid of water." "And my mother is afraid of high winds," confessed Bessie. "Wyn had to coax to bring her around." "And of course, Gracie's mother is afraid of fire," chuckled Frank; "and there you have the three elements. You can plainly see that Gracie knows very little about fire. She never built one in her life until we formed our camping club." "Oh, well," observed Grace, trying to rub the smut off her face with a handkerchief and the aid of a pocket-mirror, "this is about the end of the fire season, thank goodness! If we go into camp after school closes, on Lake Honotonka, there won't be any fires to build." "Oh, _won't_ there?" cried Bessie. "You just wait. Instead of taking turns at being fireman for the week, as we do through the winter, we'll draw lots to see who shall build _all_ the fires. And you know very well, Gracie, that you always _are_ unlucky." "Sure she is," agreed Frank. "She always draws the very boobiest of all booby prizes out of the grab-bag." "Oh, dear me!" wailed Grace, who was big, and handsome, and not a little lazy, "I do so hate to work, too. If there had been another set of girls I liked at Denton Academy, I'd never have joined the Go-Ahead Club." "Right. Gracie is better fitted for a Fall-Behind Club," observed Wyn. "But tell us, Wynnie," begged Mina. "Is it really all arranged? Has everybody agreed that we can go in our canoes to Lake Honotonka?" "And stay all vacation if we like?" cried Percy. "That is the understanding," Wyn assured them. "Percy's aunt is the very kindest lady who ever was----" "Vote we buy her something nice," interposed Frank. "That will come in due season," Wyn continued. "But Mrs. Havel went with me to all our people. She knows all about the place, of course----" "So does my father," interposed Bessie. "And he wasn't hard to convince," Wyn responded. "Of course, there are wild nooks along Honotonka's shores; but at the upper end is Braisely Park, where all those rich folks live; and there's the village of Meade's Forge at this end of the lake. We can get supplies, or a doctor, or send a telephone message, easily enough. And what more does one want--camping out?"