Harriet said it," retorted Margery.
"Buster is right," laughed Jane McCarthy.

"Come on, girls! Let's go to dinner, as the shifty-eyed gentleman advised.

I hope it is dinner.

I never could get used to luncheon in the middle of the day when Nature intended that a girl should have a full meal of the real food.

Where is the old hotel ?" "I don't know, Jane.