And
the chances are," he added, "that the fellow would double back upon
himself and we'd have the run for nothing."
Betty shook her head resignedly, for, hard as it was to relinquish the
man, all that the chauffeur had said was founded on hard common sense and
she could see there was no alternative.
"I guess you're right," she said at last, after a pause during which the
girls had looked at her hopefully. Betty so often found a way where no one
else could that they never completely gave up hope until she herself
relinquished it.
So now they sighed and climbed soberly back into the machine.
"Where to?" inquired the chauffeur, as he turned the car and headed back
the way they had come. "If you're going back to the camp," he suggested,
"I can take you there. Or anywhere you say."
"You've been awfully good," cried Betty, with real gratitude in her voice.
"But you don't have to take us away back to camp. If you will drop us at
the end of the road we can walk back." All this despite sundry vigorous
and desperate shakings of Grace's head and pantomimic pointings toward her
feet. At the conclusion of Betty's sentence she groaned, but brightened up
again at the chauffeur's response.
"It won't be any trouble," he said, "to take you all the way back to camp.
In fact"--a little shyly--"I'd like to."
"Then we'd be very, very glad to accept," said Betty cordially. "For we
have walked a long way and are rather tired.
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