"Well, now that we've decided not to go on the railroad or walk," Amy broke in unexpectedly, "I really don't see what we are waiting for."
"My goodness, there's another lunatic," cried Grace, looking despairingly at the Little Captain, whose eyes twinkled merrily. "What do you expect us to do—go just as we are?"
"No, but we can throw some things into a suitcase—"
"How long do you suppose it will take us to get there?" asked the Little Captain, coming to Grace's rescue.
"Why, even in Mollie's car it will take two days," said Grace, turning to Betty with the relief of one who at last had a sane person to reckon with. "Mollie and Amy evidently expect to make it in a couple of hours."
"Oh well, I didn't know it was so far away," murmured Mollie, somewhat taken aback. "Of course, then, we can't go until to-morrow."
The girls laughed merrily, and Betty hugged her.
"We might," chuckled the latter, "even be forced to wait till day after to-morrow."
"I won't do it!" cried Mollie, jumping up again. "There's no reason in the world why we can't start to-morrow."
"But, Mollie dear," insisted Betty mildly, "we haven't even asked our folks whether we may go or not—"