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"Did you ever see a more wonderful day?"
The four Outdoor Girls, in Mollie Billette's touring car and with Mollieherself at the wheel, were at the present moment rushing wildly over adusty country road at the rate of thirty miles an hour.
Grace Ford was sitting in front with Mollie, while Betty Nelson and AmyBlackford "sprawled," to use Mollie's sarcastic and slightly exaggerateddescription, "all over the tonneau."
"You look as if you had never done a real day's work in your life," saidMollie, with a disapproving glance over her shoulder at the girls in thetonneau.
"We never have," returned quiet Amy, with a grin.
"And we are proud of it," added Betty, as she defiantly settled her feetstill more comfortably on the foot rail. "Why should we be energetic whenit is so much easier to be lazy?"
"There the proper spirit speaks," applauded Grace Ford from the front. "Ithink I shall have to change places with you, Betty. It's far too excitingup here with Mollie. She insists upon staging near collisions every fewfeet--thus keeping me awake!"
"Great heavens!" cried Mollie, pressing an impatient foot upon theaccelerator to which the great car responded with an eager purring, "didany one ever give us the mistaken title of Outdoor Girls, I wonder? Theyshould have called us the Rip Van Winkle club, instead."
"Now she's getting sour-castic," commented Grace lazily. "Have some candy,honey, and sweeten up."
She passed the ever-present box of delicacies over to Mollie, to whichoverture the young driver responded with so indignant a stare that Gracequickly withdrew th