The Camp Fire Girls Go Motoring - Or, Along the Road That Leads the Way by Hildegard G. (Hildegard Gertrude) Frey
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We were too glad to get the car back to hunt for the thief and bring
him to justice. In our relief from the dismay of the moment before we were ready to hug the old Glow-worm. "Girls," said Nyoda, "what do you say to starting out for South Bend this very minute? I don't believe any of us could sleep any more to- night even if we had a place to do it, which is extremely doubtful. It's positive folly to leave this car standing around here any longer. That garage man is too much interested in the fire to take care of his business. We have no belongings to go back after, for everything we left in the hotel is lost." We were thankful then that we had carried so little hand luggage, for beyond a few toilet articles which could easily be replaced at the next town we had lost nothing. The trunk with our extra clothes was carried on the car. We agreed to Nyoda's proposal eagerly. Sleep for the rest of the night was out of the question and we might as well be driving as not. It would be a good way to get an appetite for breakfast, we all agreed. "Jump in, girls," said Nyoda, taking her place behind the wheel. "You sit up here with me, Margery." Then we had the second shock of the evening. Margery was nowhere to be seen! We were all sure that she had been there just a moment ago, clinging to Sahwah's arm and squealing, although we could not remember whether she had been with us when we ran across the park after the Glow-worm or not. "She has gotten separated from us in the crowd," said Nyoda. "You girls |
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