speaking, a young lady and a young gentleman. As they neared the
motor girls Bess called back to Belle:

"There come Sid and Ida. I thought they were not on speaking
terms."

"They were not, but they are now," answered Belle with a light
laugh. "Why should a girl turn her back on a young man with a
brand new machine?"

"It runs like a locomotive," murmured Bess, as, at that moment,
the other car shot by, the occupants bowing indifferently to the
Robinson girls as the machines came abreast.

Cora turned and shook her head significantly when the third car
had forged ahead. She, too, seemed surprised that Ida Giles
should be riding with Sid Wilcox. Then Bess rolled up alongside
the Whirlwiind.

"My, but they are going!" she called to Cora. "I thought Ida said
she would never ride with Sid again."

"Why not?" flashed Cora merrily. "Isn't Sid's car new and -
yellow?"

"Like a dandelion," put in Belle, who was noted for her aesthetic
tendencies. "And, precisely like a dandelion, I fancy that
machine would collapse without rhyme or reason. Did you every try
a bunch of dandelions on the table?"