"Perhaps Harriet just imagines she knows. I do not believe she knows
any more about our destination than do the rest of our party," said
the guardian. "But why worry about it? You will know when you get
there."
Jane stopped the car, and, getting out, proceeded to put the curtains
up on one side, Harriet and Hazel doing the same on the opposite side.
The storm curtain, with its square of transparent isinglass, was next
set in place to protect the driver from the front, the wind shield
first having been turned down out of the way.
"Now let the rain come," chuckled Jane, after having taken a quick
survey of their work.
"Yes; it is nice and cosy in here," answered Miss Elting. "I almost
believe I should like to sleep in here during a rainstorm."
"Excuthe me," objected Tommy. "I'd be thure to get crampth in my
neck."
"She would that," answered Jane laughingly, starting the car and a
moment later throwing in the high-speed clutch.
The party was not more than fairly started on the way again when the
raindrops began pattering on the leather top of the car.
"There it comes," cried Jane McCarthy. "Sounds like rain on a tin
roof, doesn't it?"
The downpour rapidly grew heavier, accompanied by lightning and
thunder.
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