“Lovely!” called back the Scouts.
“Why don’t you come around?” shouted Cleo.
“Busy!” floated back the answer.
“She looks it,” Louise remarked, when again they rode slowly, trying to prolong the minutes.
“Doesn’t she? I wonder what keeps her so busy?” This was Julia’s query.
“Well, we can’t spy, that’s a sure thing,” reasoned Cleo, “but I wouldn’t mind knowing what brings her out riding all the time.”
“Perhaps she teaches riding over at some of the millionaire places,” surmised Julia, always prone to be on the safe side.
“Too young,” returned Cleo. “Fancy Weasy teaching someone how to mount!”
“As if I couldn’t!”
“Certainly you could, Weasy, but would you? That’s the question. Peg would be about as patient as a chipmunk at giving instructions. And she seems too practical to go riding so often just for a good time,” reasoned Cleo.