of the hotel, somewhat
blocking the sidewalk, for the sight of the cars drawn up in front of
the hostel and perhaps the sight of the four--well, it might as well be
said--pretty motor girls, had attracted attention.

"Shoo--shoo--chickens!" exclaimed Mrs. Fordam with a laugh as she brought
up back of the girls. "Let's get in and freshen up for supper."

"Dinner!" cried Walter. "It's not allowed to say supper on this tour.
Dinner; isn't it, Cora?"

"As you like," she assented a bit wearily, for now, after the excitement
of the day, the work and worry, much of which had necessarily fallen to
her, Cora was beginning to feel the reaction. The fire, too, and the
strange woman, all had added to it. But she knew they could have a good
rest that evening.

"Jack must be having trouble with that tire," she went on, as they entered
the hotel. "I think he had better put on an entirely new one."

"Oh, he'll be here pretty soon," said Walter. "Really we haven't been here
long, and we ought to allow him half an hour anyway. The _Get There_ will
go----"

"Once it does go," interrupted Norton. "I wonder where we register?"

"There's the desk," said Walter, pointing to where the hotel clerk stood
behind the counter waiting for the party. He smiled a welcome.

"I'll register for the girls," said Mrs. Fordam. "I want to see how the
rooms are arranged before we commit ourselves to them."

The suite was satisfactory and soon the girls had gone to their
apartments, their suit cases having been brought up by the bell boys.
Walter and Norton, after putting their names down on the register,
took the three cars to the garage around the corner, leaving them there
for the night.

"Unless we want to take a little spin this evening," suggested Norton,
as they were on their way back to the hotel.

"I guess the girls will be too tired," returned Walter. "We might take
in a show, however. That would be restful."

"Not any moving pictures!" exclaimed Norton, hastily. "I'm dead sick of
them."

"So am I. There are a couple of good theatres in town, I think. However,
we'll leave it to the girls."

"Did you see anything of Jack?" asked Cora, anxiously, as the two young
men came in. There was a worried look in her eyes.

"No, he hasn't come yet," answered Walter. "But it's early yet. Dinner
won't be served for an hour, the clerk told me. Say, you girls look all
right!" and there was genuine admiration in his eyes.

"Why shouldn't we?" ask