It was a delightful morning in early June, and the air seemed
sprinkled with scented dew, when Cora Kimball drove up to the
Robinson home in her new automobile.

"Come on! Come on!" she called as she stopped at the curb and,
tooted the horn. "Hurry! I want to overtake Walter. He and Jack have
just gone out!"

"Oh, of course, you want to overtake Walter," answered Isabel, with
the emphasis on "Walter."

"Well, never mind about that, but do come," urged Cora. "What do
you think of my car?" she asked as the girls hastened to her. "Isn't
it a beauty?"

She handled the machine with considerable skill, for she had had
some practice on Jack's car.

"Think of it!" exclaimed Elizabeth. "Why, it's simply beyond
thoughts; it's--overwhelming!"

"A perfect dream," agreed Belle. "Aren't you the lucky girl,
though!"

"Guess I am," admitted Cora. "See, I can start it without
cranking"; and to prove it, when the engine was quiet, she threw
forward the spark lever, shifted the gasolene one a trifle, and the
motor began to throb and hum rapidly.