place. We don't want
to stop just anywhere."

"Might eat the lunch while we were running," suggested Roger. "It would
make it last so much longer."

"Wow! What a joke!" cried Phil.

"Say, that puts me in mind of a story!" burst out Shadow. "A fellow
named William took his best girl for a trip by train to another town,
and on the way they went into the dining-car for lunch. He said
afterwards that it was the longest lunch he had ever eaten, and as the
girl had ordered nearly everything on the bill of fare it was also the
longest bill he had ever paid."

"A long bill but a short story, Shadow!" cried Luke.

"I'd like to know one thing, Shadow," observed Dave. "Was it William who
paid the bill or was it Bill who had to put up several Williams to pay
for it?"

"Good gracious, Dave! What are you talking about?" queried his sister,
with a puzzled look on her face.

"Oh, that's easy, Laura," answered Roger. "William--Bill, Bill--William.
Don't you see the joke?"

"Yes, of course! How thick I am!" returned the girl, quickly.

Soon they were once more on the way. They had a long hill to ascend, the
road winding in and out among the trees and around the rocks. It was a
hard pull, and several times they had to change to second gear and even
to low.

"O my, what a beautiful view!" cried Belle, when the top of the hill was
gained. And in her excitement she stood straight up in the automobile to
look around her.

"It certainly is beautiful," returned Jessie. "One can see for miles and
miles in every direction!"

"Oh, Mrs. Basswood, don't you think this would be a lovely place to have
lunch?" cried Laura.

At the mention of lunch, Luke, Shadow, and Phil brought out their
watches simultaneously.

"Seventeen minutes of twelve," announced the shipowner's son.

"I've got quarter of," cried Luke.

"You must both be off," put in Shadow. "I'm only fourteen minutes and a
half of twelve," he announced, gravely. "Have we got to wait till twelve
o'clock?" he continued, anxiously.

"I guess it'll be twelve o'clock before we get anything to eat,"
answered Mrs. Basswood, with a smile. "I think this would be just an
ideal spot to rest."

"Oh, we've just got to stay here for a while, whether we eat or not!"
cried Belle. "I'm going to get out and run up on to the rocks over
there," and suiting the action to the words, she leaped out of the
automobile and started to make her way to the spot she had indicated.

"Look out that