CHAPTER III.—OFF FOR NEW YORK.
It was the morning of the twelfth of June that the party of five went early to Paris to catch the eight o’clock train for Cincinnati. Dick had arrived the night before, and in spite of the fact that they would have to be up very early in the morning, all sat up talking, for the young people were too excited to go to sleep.
All through the long hours of the night the girls tossed about, scarcely closing their eyes. They were up with the break of day, which was soon after four o’clock.
At last the time for departure came, and they jumped gaily into the large automobile which was to take them to town.
“What time shall we leave Cincinnati, sir?” Dick asked of Mr. Willing, as the train pulled out from the station.
“Twelve o’clock,” was the reply. “We’ll get there a little after eleven, which will give us time to get across town to the Pennsylvania station. I have made reservations on the New York train.”
Nevertheless it lacked only twenty minutes of the noon hour when the train pulled into Cincinnati.
“Hurry girls,” ordered Mr. Willing. “We have no time to lose. We can just about make it.”
They dashed through the station and out the Third street entrance, where Mr. Willing immediately engaged two taxicabs.
“Pennsylvania Station!” he ordered, and they were off at a good gait.