“Seven miles!” Louise gasped. “Why, it’s slaughter.”
“Oh, you’ll last,” chuckled Penny confidently. “I’ll see to that.”
“I am curious to see Sleepy Hollow estate,” Louise admitted with reluctance. “All that talk about the Huntley Dam interested me too.”
“And the Headless Horseman?”
“That part rather worries me. Penny, do you realize that if we go to Sleepy Hollow we may run into more than we bargain for?”
Penny laughed and grasping her chums arm, pulled her down the street.
“That’s what I hope,” she confessed. “Unless Sleepy Hollow lets us down shamefully, our adventure is just starting!”
CHAPTER
4
A STRANGER OF THE ROAD
Even for late September it was a warm day. The horses plodded slowly up a steep, winding trail heavily canopied with yellowing maple leaves. Louise and Penny swished angrily at the buzzing mosquitoes and tried to urge their tired mounts to a faster pace.
“I warned you this trip would be slaughter,” Louise complained, ducking to avoid a tree limb. “Furthermore, I suspect we’re lost.”