I am sure this
isn't the place. We haven't come far enough. Why didn't we think of
that before we turned into this road?"
"If I knew where you wanted to go, I might be better able to answer
that question," reminded Jane. But the guardian was not to be caught
in Crazy Jane's trap, though it was too dark to reveal the quizzical
smile that wrinkled Miss Elting's face.
"I am not sure that I know myself, Jane," was her reply.
"You fully expected to find some one here, did you not?" teased
Harriet. "I might say that you looked to find a number of persons
here?"
"We won't discuss that now. Do you wish to spoil the little surprise
that I have been planning for you?"
"If this is your surprise, I don't think much of it," declared Jane
bluntly.
"Nor can I blame you," agreed Miss Elting. "But this is not the
surprise."
"Maybe if we wait we will fall into thome more pondth," suggested
Grace. "Ith your thurprithe ath wet at thith one wath?"
"I admit your right to tease me, Tommy," laughed the guardian.
"Come on, everybody!" urged Harriet. "We must walk briskly and keep it
up. That will be the only way to keep us from catching cold as a
result of our wetting." Having paused for a moment to discuss their
situation the girls began tramping once more.
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