“You might send for Jake,” suggested Nancy, with a giggle; “but he would probably have to bring mamma with him.”
“I’ll go with you sometimes,” said Miss Ashton. “I have my card here, and won’t want to rest all the time.”
“That’s indeed awfully good of you,” said Martha gratefully. “I’ll hunt up a place to rent a car this very afternoon.”
“Be careful not to get lost,” warned Jeanette.
“She’ll be all right,” said Nancy, “as long as there is no fog.”
“Somebody would bring me home,” said Martha carelessly.
Then they all parted. Martha went in search of a car. Miss Ashton retired to her own room, well satisfied with the progress of her plan so far. Jeanette had a headache, and decided to try to sleep it off; and Nancy sat in the little park near the hotel, and just dreamed.
“I hired a car,” announced Martha, when they gathered around the dinner table; “and it now rests in the hotel garage, awaiting the touch of my hand.”
“And all you need now is a companion driver,” observed Nancy.
“Well—I—I’ve——”