"
"Well, since you feel that way about it," laughed Mollie, "suppose you
let me--sit down."
"Will you tell me about it if I let you go? Promise!"
"Uh-huh," said Mollie, and so she was released. "There isn't much to
tell anyway," she went on. "Betty and I met Frank Haley and Will a few
minutes ago and Frank happened to remark that it was a splendid day for
an auto ride. We agreed with him--that's all."
"Fine--but where's Betty?" and Grace adjusted her tiny toque with care
before the huge mirror.
"Oh, she's coming, just as soon as she lets her mother know where she's
off to. We wanted Amy to go along too--stopped in there on the way
down--but Mrs. Stonington isn't feeling well and Amy thought she ought
to stay with her."
"I'm sorry for that. But would there have been room for all of us in
Frank's car, anyway?"
"Oh, yes, it's a big seven-passenger affair. Mr. Nelson says it is a
wonder. Just think! I can only squeeze five into mine," and Mollie drew
a long sigh at Fate.
"How ungrateful, Mollie--most girls would be glad of the chance to ride
around in a neat little machine like yours.
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