“There’s no danger about that,” Marjorie reassured her, consulting her schedule for perhaps the fiftieth time. “We’re surer than a railroad—”
“Sh! Marj! Don’t boast!” warned Lily. “Don’t tempt Providence! I too am wild to see Mae’s home.”
“It sounds as if it is very gorgeous,” said Alice. “Do you suppose she is as happy as Doris?”
“I guess so,” replied Lily. “Say, Marj, don’t you remember what I said last year about losing one girl by marriage every year? It looks as if my prophecy were coming true, doesn’t it?”
“No, I won’t admit that,” answered Marjorie. “Just because we have had two weddings is no sign we’ll have more. The other six of the patrol are all college girls, and, as I remarked before, I don’t think that any of us are planning on getting married before we graduate. How about it girls?”
The other two girls in the machine instantly agreed with her, and Marjorie turned triumphantly again to Lily.
“You see, Lil, nobody will oblige you by getting married next year—unless you do it yourself, just to carry out your theory. But I don’t think that would be fair, after you promised to room with me at college.”
“Oh, you needn’t worry about me,” laughed Lily. “I’m safe.”
The loud blowing of a horn behind them attracted their attention and caused Ethel to pull her car sharply over to the right. A second later, to their astonished eyes, the bright red car with its two male occupants went whizzing by.
“There!” cried Alice, excitedly. “Doesn’t that prove it?”