“Let’s get in and drive it immediately!” she cried. “I think it’s the most beautiful car I ever saw!”
“Not the most beautiful,” corrected Lily. “At least I wouldn’t admit it could compare with my Rolls-Royce—”
“Or my Ford!” put in John, and the girls all laughed.
“It will be great to drive into town every day to do our shopping,” remarked Alice. “Won’t we feel grand—?”
“I’m afraid that won’t be very satisfactory,” said John. “On account of the parking rules. You can’t leave a machine alone, you know; you would have to put it into a garage.”
“We can easily do that,” remarked Alice, airily. “Money is scarcely a consideration with us now!”
“Doesn’t that sound fine?” laughed Marjorie. “I guess it’s the first time in our lives that we were ever able to say that.”
“And probably the last time,” added Lily. “Unless some of us marry those rich heirs of your aunt, Alice!”
John glanced up apprehensively at this suggestion.
“What’s this about rich heirs?” he asked, with so much concern that all three of the girls burst into laughter.