"Five miles!" grumbled Violet. "And my foot's asleep already."
"Here, have some candy," offered Billie soothingly, fishing one out of her pocket. "It may make you feel better."
"Well, it couldn't make me feel worse," said Violet, accepting the offering. "Although," she added, with a laugh, "I don't see how it is going to help my sleepy foot."
"Well, get up and stretch," advised Laura. "Seventh inning."
Violet started to follow her advice but was flung back full force into
Billie's lap, thereby squeezing out a startled "Umph!" from the sufferer.
"Say, you needn't take it out on me," cried Billie indignantly. "I didn't put your foot to sleep."
"She's no nurse girl," murmured Laura.
The girls laughed and forgot their discomfort.
After a long time of jostling and squeezing they rounded a turn of the road and Billie cried out.
"There it is!" she said, standing up in the jolting vehicle. "Over there through the trees! Oh, girls! doesn't it look gloomy?"