"That's all she thinks of!" declared Betty. "But I have no objections."
"Especially when Allen is around," taunted Mollie, as she slowed up her car near the sidewalk.
"Come on, fellows!" exulted Will. "We're going to have a ride in the joy wagon."
"The chocolates," Grace reminded him, coolly, as he started to get in between her and Amy.
"We'll buy them when we get out a ways," he promised.
"Get them at Lee's," she stipulated. "His are best."
"Did you ever see such a sister!" cried Will. "She has no heart! Very well, run us around to Lee's, Mollie. I'll get the candy if it—breaks me," and he began searching through his pockets, picking up bits of change on the way.
The other boys took their seats, and soon the machine was moving again, a stop being made for the chocolates. Grace insisted on going into the store with her brother.
"If I didn't he'd palm off the twenty-cent kind on us, and tell us they were Lee's best," she said to her chums.
"You eat so many of them that you can't tell the difference—your taste is jaded," taunted Will.