d that, let's build a house-boat for the
lake," Billy suggested.

"Then let's put up some hunting-boxes at the south," Ralph took it up.

"There's a good year's work on the New Camp," Frank reminded them.

"But after the New Camp and the Hunting-Boxes and the House-Boat--what?"
Ralph asked a little drearily.

"Plenty to do," Billy promised cheerily. "I've been working on a plan to
lay out the entire island in camps and parks. Pete, I want to bring them
over to you some night."

"Come to-night," Pete said eagerly.

"Why not bring them to the Clubhouse," Honey asked. "I'd like to see
them, too. While I'm working with my hands on one job, I like to be
working with my head on the next."

"Sure," agreed Ralph, "I'm for that. I'll join you to-night. Can you
come, Frank?"

"I had meant to write to-night," Frank said. "But of course I can put
that off."

"Has it ever occurred to you fellows," Billy asked, "that just as soon
as the boys are big enough for us to leave the women in their care, we
can build a boat and visit the other four islands?"

"Gee!" Honey said. "Now you're shouting. I never thought of that. Lord,
how I would like to get away from this place for a while. Being shut in
in any way always gets on my nerves."

Ralph drew a long breath. "I never thought of it," he admitted. "But it
gives me a new lease of life."

"I shall feel like Columbus," Pete acknowledged, "and then some. Why
it's like visiting the moon--or Mars. And God knows we'll need an other
island or two in our business--provided we stay here for two or three
generations more. We'll be a densely populated world-center before we
know it."

"I was thinking," Billy suddenly relapsed to the previous subject. "How
about the women tonight? They always hate to have us leave them when
we've been away all day,--and we've been here two days, remember."

"Oh, that's all right," Honey answered. "I'm sure Lulu'll be all right.
There's been the greatest change in her in the last few months."

"Peachy won't mind," said Ralph. "She told me the other night to go to
the Clubhouse as often as I wanted and stay as late."

"Clara says practically the same." Pete wrinkled his forehead in
perplexity. "It took my breath away. How do you account for it?"

"Oh, that's all right," Honey answered, stopping to dash the sweat from
his forehead, "I should say it was just a matter of their getting over
their foolishness. I suppose all young married women have it--