CHAPTER FIVEThere was a huge roar of applause as Johnnie beat the other three boys he was swimming against.
He had certainly improved extraordinarily in the short time they had been joined at the lake by a number of guests.
“Your swimming pool,” one of the mothers said to Arliva, smiling, “is very much better than ours. I hope you will not mind if we turn up nearly every day.”
“It’s very good for Johnnie and the girls to have companions,” Arliva replied.
“You are quite right,” the mother agreed. “I often thought in the past that they looked rather lonely as if they were not enjoying themselves as they ought to do at that age.”
It was a compliment that Arliva was receiving over and over again.
She mused to herself that she had certainly brought a new atmosphere to Wilson Hall and its
