The Motor Girls on Cedar Lake - Or the Hermit of Fern Island by Margaret Penrose
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"bunked," but the young men shivered during the trip. The girls
thought of their own coats and promptly offered them, for Walter, Ed and Jack were really suffering in their bathing suits. "But we have heavy dresses on," insisted Cora, "and really Jack it is cool. Please take our coats," for her brother had objected. "Well, if you insist," replied Jack, "but it seems to me we have had more than our share of bad luck for one day. First our boat is stolen, then our clothes are locked up. Who would think that that old boathouse man would go to bed so early." "I am sure you are perfectly welcome to our coats," insisted Belle, as she and her sister divested themselves of their long automobile garments, "and they will look--" "Lovely on us," put in Walter. "Let me have the blue one, please. It is so becoming." Jack took Cora's heavy linen, Ed accepted the brown that Bess had worn, while Walter got the blue. "Not so bad," said Jack, thrusting his hands deep into the patch pockets. "Don't know but what I'll get one like this, Cora." "And I rather like the empire effect," said Ed turning around so that all, might admire the short-waisted coat he wore. "This is the Roman empire I believe, Bess; is it not?" "No, the first Empire," corrected the girl. "My but you do look |
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