“Five mileth!” repeated Tommy wearily.
“Oh, help!” wailed Margery. “My feet won’t hold out.”
“Then ride with me,” suggested Jane.
“Thank you,” returned Margery, “but I consider walking the lesser of the two evils.”
“I fear it will make too short a hike for us, for one day,” reflected Miss Elting.
“It will make a ten mile hike,” answered Harriet.
“Yes. But only five miles of walking on the main trail. We shall have advanced only five miles. However, perhaps it will be enough for one day.”
“That latht gully I fell into gave me an awful appetite,” reiterated Tommy apologetically, as she helped herself to another slice of cold roast beef.
“Tommy’s appetite doesn’t need that kind of stimulant,” laughed Hazel. “Nor does mine. I think I shall have to have another slice of roast beef.”
The luncheon ended, the girls reclined on the soft cushions of the car for half an hour, after which Harriet and Jane put away the dishes and the rest of the food.