As briefly as possible the girl related the story of the stolen car, ending with the departure of the other three scouts for the east.
“And Lily and I are going as soon as we can arrange for accommodations,” she concluded.
“No! No!” protested Miss Vaughn. “Not without your motor-car, Marjorie! If ever a girl earned one, that girl is you!”
But Marjorie shook her head decidedly.
“Never will I accept one until Daisy’s and Florence’s innocence is proved. And there doesn’t seem to be any hope of doing that!”
“Why not change your mind, Emeline, and believe the girls?” put in Mrs. Hart. “I know that they are telling the truth!”
“No, we wouldn’t accept that!” protested Lily, with spirit. “But I do think Marj might take hers!”
“Well, I won’t!” returned the other. “So let’s don’t talk about it any more.”
“Visitors are coming, Emeline,” interrupted Mrs. Hart from her place beside the window. “Why—I do believe it’s Milton!”
“Milton Crowell?” demanded Marjorie, in surprise.