Mrs. Williams knew this to be true. Unwittingly, she had locked her purse into the house, and with it both the car keys and those of the dwelling.
“Oh, Mother, what can we do?” Connie asked miserably. “All the other Brownies have gone on without us! Without the car keys, we can’t drive to Shady Hollow!”
CHAPTER 8
Shady Hollow Camp
CONFRONTED with the problem of how to drive a car without an ignition key, Mrs. Williams was deeply concerned.
“I don’t know how to get into the house without breaking a window,” she said anxiously. “I dislike to do that, for it would mean leaving the home unprotected while we’re at Shady Hollow.”
“Perhaps one of the windows was left unlocked,” Rosemary said hopefully. Getting out of the sedan, she wandered around the house testing the ones she could reach. All were securely fastened.
“I’m certain I locked all the windows,” Mrs. Williams sighed. “Unless—”
“Unless what, Mother?” Connie demanded.
“I may have overlooked that tiny one in the washroom. But it’s too far overhead to reach.”