predicted Grace. "Those chicken sandwiches are very salty, and the olives"
"They always make me want a drink," said Amy. "I'm real glad you brought it, Grace. You and I love each other; don't we?"
"Cupboard love!" scoffed Mollie. "Never mind, Grace, we'll forgive you."
The boys waved their final farewells, the twins joining in, and some of the relatives of the girls, who had gathered to see them off, shook handkerchiefs or hands.
"Under way at last!" exclaimed Betty, as the car gathered speed. "What did you say our stopping place would be for to-night, Mollie?"
"Freedenburg. There's a nice home-like hotel there, and we can get adjoining rooms. I wrote on and engaged them last week."
"That will be nice. Oh, isn't it glorious!"
They were on the main street of Deepdale now, having to pass through the town to get to the road that led to Freedenburg, which was about seventy-five miles away. They planned to make the town by night.
The main street had been sprinkled to lay the dust, and there were little puddles of water here and there. It was impossible to avoid all of them, and Mollie went into a big one at a crossing. The big-tired wheel threw some muddy
