sun had come out."

"And doesn't it look good!" exulted Betty.

In spite of their reluctance to leave their new-found friend, the girls
were anxious to be off, for they knew their parents would be worrying
about them.

Professor Dempsey insisted on seeing them safely back to the road although
they protested that there was absolutely no need of it.

"There are two or three paths that lead to the road," he explained, as he
flung wide the door, letting in a flood of sunshine, "and I wouldn't have
you lose your way for the world--not for the world!"

The woodland was beautiful after the rain, and the girls sniffed the
fragrant air eagerly as they followed Professor Dempsey along the path. It
was not till they had almost reached the road that Mollie had a
disquieting thought.

"How do we know but what we're stuck here for good?" she asked the girls.
"The car stopped dead, you remember, just under that horrible tree, and
I'm sure I don't know what in the world made it. If I can't find out the
trouble--"

"Oh, but you've got to find it," protested Grace, while Betty and Amy
looked worried. "We can't stay here all night, and it may be a dozen miles
to the nearest garage."

"I know that just as well as you do," grumbled Mollie. "But if I can't, I