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"Well, maybe we'll get a chance to ask Mary about it when we get to madam's," said Cora. "She'll be sent in to help us try on our things." They were soon in front of the shop with the big' glass front the only real, big glass front in Chelton and behind the plate was displayed a single hat a creation as Madam Julia described it. Madam Julia was very exclusive.
The others imagine that she makes up for quite a number with you and Walter." "There you go again, picking a fight," and he laughed honestly. "Now, Cora, Clip is just Clip, no more and not one whit less, but she has been so busy oh, so tremendously busy!" He was getting into his motor togs, and Cora was already equipped for her ride about Chelton.
If we find everything all right out in Chelton we will call a special meeting of the motor girls, the girls being you, and the motor boys being me, and then we will come to the quickest decision on record." Cora was arranging her goggles and veil. The speed of the car was playing sad havoc with her costume, and she was not too independent to want to look well when she got into her home-town.
I just wanted to be sure that you would wait for me not run off and leave me." "Oh, do sit down," he urged. "My brain is stiff, and I've got to quit for to-night. I haven't told you what takes me to Chelton in fact, I haven't told mother. You see, she thinks I am such a baby that I find it better not to let her know when I am on a case.
So when Cora facetiously suggested that the party start out from a given point, go their separate ways and get back to Chelton for the auto meet, the girls realized that they would have to "boil down their plans" to fit the time allotted for the tour. The trip to the Clayton ruins occupied a whole day.
Marita Osborne was a newcomer in Chelton, who had soon won her way into the hearts of the motor girls, so much so that Cora had invited her to come to the bungalow at Crystal Bay.
"Well, you know how fast the Chelton can go now, that's sure," spoke a voice. "Yes," answered the young man, "I know. We needn't fear her if it comes to a chase. That's what I wanted to make sure of." "Then all we have to do is to get the rest of the evidence, and the property is ours." "Yes. We can turn the widow and the daughter out, all right, if we get the necessary papers.
That's all. But that's a good idea of yours. I was thinking myself that you ought to begin studying up the blue-book of Chelton society. Now, as to Ida, the red-haired girl " "Not really red," corrected Ed slowly, "but that bright, carroty shade so deliciously like lobster a la " "Oh, pardon me," and Jack assumed an affected manner.
Bennet of your kindness " The man cranked up instantly, excusing his haste with a glance at his watch. "Well," he said, "I have a noon appointment, so I may as well hurry on. Good morning, Miss Kimball. I suppose we shall see each other again in Chelton, as we both are interested, I believe, in the same affair finding the promise book and finding the lost table." Then he was off.
Whoever saw her, it would make talk. Besides, Paul had come to New City in his shop clothes concealed under his duster, a fitting enough suit in which to ride in an auto, but not if he had to go back in the train. Perhaps, she thought, he had not brought money enough with him, depending on her to take him back to Chelton.
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