The girls were soon outside the town, bowling along a pleasant country road. The day was perfect, and, as Grace said, they could not have had a better one for their start had it been "made to order." They had plenty of lunch with them, and planned to stop in some convenient spot at noon and eat.
"Oh, I forgot those cheese-crackers!" suddenly cried Betty, when they had gone several miles. "I had them on the hall table, and I'm sure I forgot to put them in."
"Look and see," suggested Mollie.
"No, they're not here," went on Betty, regretfully, after a search. "We're all so fond of them."
"Mr. Lagg keeps them," suggested Grace. "It wouldn't be much out of our way to go to his store."
"We will!" decided Mollie, and she made a turn at the next crossing. Mr. Lagg was glad to see them, as he always was. He bowed and smiled as he came out to the car.
"Ladies, you have come, I see,
To say you'll lay that ghost for me.
"At least I hope so," went on the poetical grocer, with a laugh. "Say you'll undertake that job," he pleaded. "I've tried to get those doctors to take the place, ghost and all, but they
