"I thought you could push him in the car," explained Bartlett with gentle sarcasm.
"You all wait here," said the Watermelon. "I will go and get you something to eat and see about having the car towed, also about rooms for the night."
"Why not all go?" pleaded Henrietta. "Why wait here starving—"
"I can go faster alone," answered the Watermelon.
"Certainly, certainly," seconded the general. "We would have to help you girls over every wooden fence and under every barb wire one we came to. You would probably even then get stuck on one or under the other."
"I never get stuck on anything," contradicted Billy perversely.
Henrietta laughed. "Billy, cheer up. The worst is yet to come."
"That house may be empty," said the Watermelon. "Then we would be all over there and have to come back."
"We've been in empty houses before," said Henrietta crossly.
"But what good would that do, to be over there without food?" asked the Watermelon.