“Quite all right, Tom.”
“Got the whole day free, have you?”
“Until supper time. We can take a nice, long jaunt.”
“I wish it was going to continue forever—just for you and me, Ruth!” he murmured longingly, as he slipped in the clutch and the engine began to purr. “A life trip, dear!”
“Well,” returned Ruth Fielding, looking at him with shining eyes, “who knows?”
THE END
THE RUTH FIELDING SERIES