It promised to be an ideal day, with the sun shining clearly, and a gentle breeze blowing from the northwest.

They passed along at a smart gait, for the boys and Belle were anxious to try their luck with their lines and poles.
"If we catch enough, right from the start, we can fry some fish for lunch," said Dave.

"I love fish just from the water." "Oh, so do I!" cried Belle.

"They seem so much sweeter." "In the city one gets them all packed in ice, and then half the flavor is gone," added Laura.
They started in a bunch, but gradually drifted into pairs, Dave riding beside Jessie, Roger escorting Laura, and Phil taking the lead with Belle.

The senator's son and Dave's sister had become very "chummy," and it can be said that Phil and Belle were fully as attentive to one another as the occasion warranted.