"There!" Grace exclaimed, but Betty interrupted her.
"But," she said hastily, "I think it might be just as well to try the less spectacular method first. Don't you?"
Both Amy and Grace heaved a great sigh of disappointment.
"For one beautiful moment," said Grace plaintively, "I dared to hope that you were with us, Betty."
"Goodness, I am!" exclaimed the latter, wilfully misunderstanding. "With you to the death, if need be. But look," she added as they turned a corner, "Methinks we have pretty nearly reached the scene of our activity."
"Methinks it's pretty nearly time," groaned Grace.
"I tell you what we'll do," suggested Betty, as they crowded eagerly about her. "It will save time, and, I think, be the easiest way. We'll each one take an entire street, visit as many of the houses as possible within an hour, and at the end of that time we'll meet here again and each make her report."
The others agreed to this, and they separated, each determined to find as many boarding places as possible for those relatives and friends who wished to be near their soldier boys.
At the end of the hour they met again, looking a little warm and tired, but immensely triumphant.
Grace was wildly excited.