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The Motor Girls by Margaret Penrose
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"Because if some of me chums saw me ridin' in a swell wagon like
this they'd never speak to me again," and Lem grinned and showed all
his yellow teeth. "I was afraid we wouldn't find that pocketbook,"
he added.

"Well, maybe Cora will," said Jack.

"Yes," said Lem slowly, "maybe she will--or some one else will."

His tone was so peculiar that Jack asked quickly:

"What do you mean, Lem?"

"Oh, nothin'," and the fellow assumed an injured air. "Only if a
pocketbook is lost, some one's bound to find it, ain't they?"

"I suppose so," assented Jack, and as he drove his car through the
streets of Chelton, after the unsuccessful search, he found himself
vainly puzzling over Lem's strange manner.

Then, as he was turning a corner, Jack caught sight of Ed.

"Hey!" he called.

Ed turned. There was a momentary look of hope on his face.

"Did you--" he began.

Jack sadly shook his head.

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