The girls were coming back-were actually on the porch. Cora was
obliged to say a few disconnected words, and then she hung up the
receiver.




CHAPTER XVII

THE ROAD TO BREAKWATER


"What a delightful morning!" exclaimed Maud. "The wait was
certainly worth while. I do believe there is something inspiring
about the morning air."

"Yes," rejoined Daisy, throwing in the second speed, "it always
makes me feel like a human rain-barrel. I want to go out in a
great, big field, and sit down in a lump. Then I want to throw
back my head and open my mouth very wide. That is my idea of
drinking in the fresh morning air."

"Well, never mind the dewy morning business," called Cora. "Just
get your machines well under way. You know, we must make
twenty-five miles by noon."

Cora was, as usual, in the lead. Daisy and Maud came next, then
Bess and Belle lined up the rear, as Cora thought it best that the
two big machines should lead and trail.