"
"Good idea!" hurriedly spoke Jack. "That will `make the match even.
Suppose we take a girl to drive our car, Walter?"
Walter glanced rather ruefully at his companion.
"Why--er--yes," he drawled. "Suppose we take--"
"Bess," finished Jack, quickly. "She knows considerable about a
car, and she's driven this one."
Somehow, the idea of having Bess as a rival to Ida suggested fun to
Jack.
"Now we have it," went on Cora's brother, as Bess alighted from the
Whirlwind and entered the Get There. "Are we all ready?"
"Where's Walter going?" asked Cora, for he had given up his seat to
Jack, who moved to make room for Bess. Mary, Cora and Belle were in
the touring car.
"I guess I'd better get into the big machine,", decided Walter.
"Three such pretty girls in it all alone are an unequal division of
beauty and talent--the last for myself, of course."
He moved toward the Whirlwind. Ida frowned. She had rather hoped
to have matters so arranged that Walter would be with her. Cora saw
the frown and laughed merrily as Walter slipped into the seat beside
her.
"I suppose you think you are going to do the mascoting for this
car," she said.
"At your service, mademoiselle," replied Walter, trying to bow, a
politeness rather difficult of accomplishment in a small seat.
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