“Several hundred yards,” the teacher told her. Anxiously she gazed up at the swaying tree branches.
As she watched, a heavy dead limb came crashing down, falling across the trail.
“The road is close by,” said Miss Gordon, making a quick decision. “We’ll strike for it, and then circle back to the gate house. On the road we’ll be in no danger of having limbs fall on us.”
Taking an off-shoot path, the teacher led the girls to an old-fashioned rail fence. They scrambled over, leaped a ditch and reached the paved main highway.
“At least it’s easier walking here!” gasped Sunny. “But that rain!”
A loud “toot, toot!” sounded directly behind the girls.
The Brownies moved farther to the side of the road to allow the car to pass.
Instead, it pulled up alongside.
“Want a ride into town?” inquired the driver.
The man who had called wore heavy work clothes. Veve noticed a set of carpenter tools in the back of his car as she peered curiously in. The car itself was rather old and dirty, but no one minded about that.