Peggy could go no further and half collapsed in Roy’s arms as he tenderly lifted her out.
“Great hopping water millions!” cried the farmer, “if this ain’t a day of wonders. This must be ther lad’s sister he told us about, and ter think she come flopping down out of ther sky like a seventeen-y’ar locust.”
Peggy was quickly her usual strong, self-reliant self again. With indignation blazing in her kind eyes she heard Roy’s account of the happenings of the night. At its conclusion she announced with decision:
“We must defeat them, Roy.”
“Yes, but how? There’s only a scant half hour before starting time if you said they’d changed it.”
“Even so you can make it. You must take these clothes, get into the aeroplane and fly back to the track. If you go alone the ’plane will be light and you can make it in time.”
“I guess I can borrow a dress from Mrs. Ingalls here,” said the girl briskly.
“Of course, you kin,” put in Mrs. Ingalls, but surveying her own ample form rather doubtfully the while.
“You kin give her one of daughter Jenny’s dresses,” said the farmer.