But she did not voice her thoughts and tried to swallow her indignation. Never had she met anything in trousers so utterly lacking in spirit.
Having decided to remain and see the Comet through, the question was what would they do? Billie sat down on the ground and began to think.
Finally Edward approached her almost timidly and volunteered a suggestion.
“I saw an ox cart stalled in some mud once, in England, and they got it out with some boards and a cross log. I think we could manage this if we could find the boards.”
“But where can we get any boards?” asked Elinor hopelessly.
No one could answer this difficult question, and they were beginning to think that after all, they would have to submit to the easiest way and foot it back to the main road, several miles away.
“A road is obliged to lead somewhere,” said Mary Price at last. “Else how did it happen to be at all? Why not ‘foot it,’ as Edward calls it, down this path a bit and see what we come to?”
Billie, already ashamed of the temper she had just displayed for the second time in her acquaintance with Edward, jumped up.
“Wise little Mary,” she exclaimed, “I think that would be a splendid idea.”
“We’ll probably be eaten up by boa constrictors,” said Nancy with a groan, “but come ahead. They’d be just as vicious here as farther on, I suppose.”