"Isn't this comfy?" chirped Mollie.
It did not prove so "comfy" after all, the way Ruth accelerated the speed, sending the car careening ahead at a high rate.
"Olive," said Bab, mustering courage to introduce a subject that was near to her heart.
"Yes, dear."
"Would you—would you think me too personal if I asked you to tell us the story of the buried treasure of Treasureholme?" she asked hesitatingly.
"Not at all."
"Oh, do tell us," urged Mollie and Grace in one voice.
"I've been just dying to hear about it ever since I first learned there was such a place as Treasureholme. Are there real ghosts there?" questioned Mollie.
"No; no ghosts. But there are memories. Listen, girls, and I will tell you all I know about it," said Olive, settling herself to relate the tale that was to prove of such fascinating interest to the "Automobile Girls."