"
"Let's!" proposed Amy. "Bet has the boat, you have the car, Mollie, but
poor Grace and I----"
"That doesn't make a bit of difference!" broke in Mollie. "You don't
have to have an auto to belong to this club. Just as when you get your
airship, Grace, we'll join your aero club; though you'll be the only one
with a flying machine."
"No flies for me!" said Grace, determinedly.
They reached Mollie's house rather early that afternoon, not having gone
far.
"Do come in for a cup of tea," urged Mollie. "It will refresh you all.
No, no, Paul!" she called to her brother, "you must not get in sister's
auto when she is not in it," for the little fellow had started to climb
up in the front seat as the girls strolled toward the house.
"Oo dot any tandy?" he asked, coming toward them.
"Oh dear, I wonder if I will always have to bribe you, Paul?" sighed
Mollie. "Grace, will you kindly oblige again? I guess I shall have to
appoint you official candy distributor."
"That would suit me," laughed Grace. "Here, Paul, and don't get that on
your suit--the chocolate is so sticky and messy in warm weather," and
Grace daintily removed, with the tip of her tongue, some brown spots
from the ends of her rosy fingers that had passed the candy to the
little boy.
The girls were sipping tea in the library, and talking, when there came
from out in front the sudden throbbing of an auto motor.
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