"Am not! True as you're alive, the kitchen clock says a quarter of eight o'clock."
"Oho!" murmured Myra guilty. "I—I—really, I forgot——"
"Forgot what?" they demanded, as she doubled up and shrieked with laughter.
"I—I must have set all the watches in the crowd behind time," she managed to explain at length.
"When?"
"Last night."
"What for?"
"Just a joke."
"A joke? I can't see any joke about that!" spluttered Jessie indignantly. "Did you think we wanted to go for a forty-mile auto ride on empty stomachs? I'm as hungry as a bear this minute."
"I am awfully sorry," cried Myra penitently, sobering at the realization of just what would be the outcome of her joke. "I meant to set them two hours ahead, so you would all get up at daybreak and be ready long before the autos came."