"There!" he exclaimed, when, by the light of a held-up lantern, he had made the necessary adjustment. "We will see if it won't go. Of course you can't use the self-starter, since your storage battery is out of order, but we can crank up in the old-fashioned way."
"The car generates its own current when it is running," said Mollie. "But to-day I have been running on an extra battery, as something seemed to be the matter with the other one. T must have it looked to."
Mr. Blackford whirled the crank, and at once there sounded the welcome throb of the powerful motor.
"Oh, joy!" cried Betty. "Now we can go!"
The auto was indeed in running order again.
"What are your plans?" asked the young man.
"We'll go on to Wendell City, the next town, and stop there for the night," said Mollie. "We are very damp and miserable, and need rest, and——"
"Food!" said Grace. "That little lunch we had was not very substantial."
"There were no chocolates for Grace," spoke Amy.
"I think I will drive on to the next town also, since it has stopped raining," went on Mr. Blackford. "I will see you in the morning, and we'll talk over this business some more. I want to lay that ghost if we can. You'll get to the town ahead of me in your car."