"Swift! I wish we could go faster!" exclaimed Mollie.
"We'll go faster soon, when we get around the bend," spoke Allen. "Then we'll get the full force of the wind, and then——"
"Yes, and then will be the time you girls will have to hang on, even by your eyelids," declared Will. "You'll see!"
"Oh, is it as scary as all that?" asked Grace.
"You won't mind," declared Frank, soothingly. "He's only trying to scare you."
Amy looked a bit timid, but a reassuring glance from Betty put her at her ease once more.
Truly the ice boat was all that the boys had claimed for it. Roomy, as ice boats go, comfortable and speedy, it was really a prize.
"You deserve a vote of thanks, boys," said Mollie, as the sharp wind brightened the roses in her cheeks.
"Leave it to your Uncle Dudley," declared Will. "I told you that you'd like it."
"Here!" cried Grace, tossing him a chocolate.