“Help! Help!” screamed Veve, now thoroughly frightened.
The car whirled around a corner, with the girl clinging desperately to her sled.
CHAPTER 2
In Search of Veve
BY the time Connie reached the bend, Veve and the car were out of sight. For a minute she was so frightened she couldn’t think what to do.
Miss Gordon once had told the Brownies that whenever anything went wrong, the important thing was to remain very calm.
Connie felt anything but calm now. She was so excited she trembled all over. But she knew she had to think clearly or Veve might never be saved.
“I’ll call the police,” she thought.
At the next to last Brownie meeting, Miss Gordon had shown the girls how to dial police and fire department numbers in an emergency. Only Connie had no nickel and the nearest telephone was at the drugstore a block away.
Well, she had to do something quickly. Even if Veve were lucky enough not to be thrown from her sled, the driver was almost certain to take her far away without knowing it.