The girls were in the car.
"All aboard—we're off!" cried Mollie, and she pressed the self-starter button.
CHAPTER XI
A TRACE OF THE GIRL
"When are you coming back for us?"
"Why don't you take us with you? You may need us to help put on a tire."
"They'll send for us in a day or so!"
Thus called Will, Frank and Allen, who had assembled at Mollie's house to watch their girl friends start on the auto tour.
"If we need you we'll send for you," promised Mollie, as she let slip the clutch pedal. "But I don't believe we shall."