That part is all right. What's
worrying me is that we can't get to any place to spend the night--we
can't have any supper--we--"
"Girls!" cried Betty, with sudden resolve, "there is only one
thing to do!"
"What's that?" the others chorused.
"Stay here. We'll get supper here--there must be food in the house. If
the people come back we'll ask them to keep us over night--there's
room enough."
"And if they don't come?" asked Amy, shivering a little.
"Then we'll stay anyhow!" cried the Little Captain. "We are in charge and
we can't desert now."
CHAPTER XVIII
RELIEVED
That Betty's suggestion was the most sensible one which could have been
made they were all willing to admit when they had thought of it for a
little while.
"Of course it is possible for us to go out in this storm, and tramp on to
Broxton," said Betty. "But would it be wise?"
"Indeed not!" exclaimed Grace, as she glanced down at her trim suit,
which the little wetting received in the dash to the house had not
spoiled. "If we were boys we might do it, but, as it is--"
"I won't admit that we can't do it because we are _not_ boys," said
Betty. "Only just--"
"Only we're just not going out in this storm!" said Mollie, decidedly.
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