“Dare? Madam! Is that a challenge? Did I ever take a dare?”
“Not since I’ve known you.”
“This will not be an exception. Let the ‘ways and means committee’ meet at once.”
“Uh—Oh! What’s up?” Sue cried as she and Chloe came in. Sue slung her books at the table. Chloe put hers in a neat stack. “Dirty work afoot at the cross roads. I can tell by the smooth and oily waves,” she made rippling motions with her arms and hands, “that a storm is brewing. Why are your heads so close together, amigas mias? Confess.”
Betsy and Mimi flushed guiltily.
“We’d better tell them so that if anything happens——”
Her pert face a question mark, Mimi was looking at Betsy.
“Yes, we’d better,” Betsy agreed.
“We are breaking jail,” Mimi said tersely.
“When?” from Sue.