“Notice she says ‘you’ and not ‘us’!” remarked Florence. “Of course you consider yourself out of it, Lil! But remember, they don’t know you’ve already found the ‘one and only man’.”
“Nonsense, Flos! You talk as if I were engaged—and I’m far from it. But I don’t think I am the attraction.”
“Well, I hope not. And I hope it isn’t Marj, either, for they’d be sadly disappointed after they found out about John Hadley.”
“Girls,” put in Marjorie. “You better be careful about what you say. Let’s save our discussion till we get out of here.”
In accordance with her wish, Alice let the matter drop until they were on their way again. Then she expounded her theory.
“Girls,” she began very solemnly, in a tone loud enough for the other occupants of the large car to hear, “I think I know who our mysterious friends are—and what they are doing!”
“Who? What?” demanded Marjorie and Florence at once.
“Are they bootleggers?” asked Daisy, with an involuntary shudder at the idea of meeting with trouble again.
“No,” replied Alice. “Hasn’t anybody guessed it?”
“No! No!” said Marjorie. “Do tell us, Alice!”