"I bet I could beat you easily on
a long stretch."
Betty sat up suddenly and stared at him. "Frank Haley!" she cried, "I've
a good mind to take you up."
"A race! a race!" cried Mollie, clapping her hands in delight. "Oh, I'd
love to see it."
"Go on, Frank, set the day," Allen urged. "After what you said you are
in honor bound to give Betty a chance."
"I am perfectly willing," said Frank, glancing toward Betty. "What do
you say about it?"
"You can't arrange it too soon to suit me," Betty answered, undaunted.
CHAPTER XV
A SPLENDID CATCH
"Can't anybody think of anything to do?" Mollie queried impatiently.
"I'll go crazy if I have to sit around here for another half hour," and
she dug the toe of her shoe into the soft sward viciously.
"You are not very flattering to our company," said Roy, leaning on one
elbow and smiling up lazily at the straight little figure beside him.
Mrs. Irving was lying down and the rest of the party was gathering about
the camping place of the boys, some roaming about restlessly and others
sitting upon the grass. It was a sultry, scorching day, when not a
breeze came to temper the heat--a day when the slightest movement
produces the effect, as Mollie had said, "of a fire lighted right under
your nose.
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