Mrs. Irving pushed forward beside Betty, and the girls stared
unbelievingly over her shoulder. Then they saw that she was right.

While they had been picking berries in the woods a flock of sheep had
wandered down to the road from the other direction and had completely
surrounded their two cars.

The big-eyed, innocent looking animals were circling around and around the
machines as if examining them with a sort of ovine interest and curiosity.

But to the girls the sheep had a rather terrifying aspect. There were so
many of them and they had so completely taken possession of their
automobiles! How in the world were they ever to get back their property?

"Goodness!" Grace whispered plaintively in Betty's ear, "I expect they
will try to climb into the cars next. What ever are we going to do?"

"Sh," cautioned Amy fearfully, as some of the flock, attracted by the
noise in the bushes, turned their heads in the direction of it. "Suppose
they should come in here?"

"Well, they are not lions, you goose," said Mollie, coming out of the
trance into which surprise had thrown her. "They are only sheep, and they
couldn't hurt you if they tried."

"Not unless they stampeded," said Betty quietly. "In that case I wouldn't
care to be in the way."