“You’re Not Silly at All,” Kitty Told Him
“I’ll say.”
“Were you alone when you got stuck?” asked Sally.
“Sure! You never get stuck when there’s anyone along to help.”
“Where were you?” asked Kitty.
“On that lonely stretch of road leading to the Thompson place. I went out there to get Nancy. Rain had made the sand all gooey this side of Waco bridge, and I got stuck fast.”
“In that dark, swampy road?” asked Sally.
“It would be there,” said Vera in disgust. “I worked till nearly dark trying to get out, then I started on foot toward Thompsons’. I was just about to cross the bridge over Waco Creek when I heard oars up the stream.”
“I’d have been scared stiff there by myself,” said Sally with a shiver.