The Motor Girls on a Tour by Margaret Penrose
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Ray. She has had some experience, and you know the Whirlwind"
"Is not a prize-package machine," interrupted Gertrude. "All right, Cora. I will humbly take instructions. Come along, girls. It will be dark directly, and then we might have to waste time lighting the lamps." "And grandfather's man has offered to look over every machine early in the morning," said Tillie. "He is quite expert; we will be sure that every nut and bolt is in perfect order." This was good news to the motor girls, especially to Daisy, who had her own secret doubts about her father's best car - she was accustomed to running the substitute. Presently all except Cora and Adele were attending to the cars. Cora was just about to call up her own house when the tinkle of the telephone bell startled her. She picked up the receiver and was not surprised to find the party inquired for was herself. "This is Jack," came the welcome voice. "Is that you, sis?" "Oh, yes, Jack, dear!" she replied. Adele had gone out to fetch the chairs in from the porch. "I have been almost frantic. Where are you? Where is Clip? Where is Wren?" "Oh, easy there, now, sis," and Cora thought she had never before appreciated the value of a real brother. "I can't answer everything at once, although I can come pretty near it. First, I am here - at home. Next, Clip is here - at our home, and third, |
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