"It's so much nicer not to know exactly what you are going to do, and then if anything comes up to make you change your plans you're not disappointed. We're going to be as care-free as we can."
And so the tour was laid out. The girls would take with them suit-cases with sufficient change of raiment to do them until other things could be forwarded from their homes to various designated points. Occasionally they would take a run back to Deepdale to renew necessaries.
The farthest point they would reach would be to visit an aunt of Mollie's in Midvale, about two hundred miles from Deepdale. But this would come at the end of the tour.
"Well, I think we are all ready to start!" exclaimed Mollie one morning, when the three girls, and her cousin, had assembled at her house. "Have you everything you need?"
"Not nearly—but all I can carry," announced Betty.
"No, no, Dodo! Mustn't climb in the car!" admonished Mollie, for the little girl was endeavoring to do so.
"Dot any tandy?" demanded Paul, possibly as the price of not following his sister's example.
"Ess—us ikes tandy!" cried Dodo, climbing down.
"Oh, Grace, will you kindly oblige again!" begged Mollie, as she took her place at the wheel.
"Certainly," said Grace, sweetly.