e other girls went about their duties and
recreations. Mr. McCarthy and Mrs. Livingston again sat down and
continued their conversation. Tommy, now being without a guardian,
Miss Elting having gone with Jane and her party, started down toward
the beach, her eyes very bright, her movements quick and alert. Some
of the girls whom she met asked where she was going. Tommy replied
that she might go fishing, but that she couldn't say for sure until
she found out whether she could catch anything. The little girl kept
edging farther and farther away from her companions, until finally,
finding herself beyond sight of them, began running with all her
might. They saw no more of Tommy Thompson for several hours.

While all this was going on, Jane McCarthy was racing her father's car
up and down the road at an ever-increasing rate of speed. Those in the
camp could hear the purr of the motors, and now and then a flash of
red showed between the trees as the car sped past the camp.

"Must be doing close to fifty miles an hour," observed Mr. McCarthy,
grinning.

"Aren't you afraid she will kill herself, or some one else?"
questioned the guardian anxiously.

"She never has. I don't reckon it would bother any of the Meadow-Brook
Girls to go into the ditch. They are pretty well used to getting into
mix-ups."

"They certainly have every reason to be used to it," nodded Mrs.
Livingston reflectively. "But, were they my daughters, I must confess
I should not know an easy moment. I do not, as it is, when they are
out of my sight. That was the reason I hesitated to accede to your
request. However, they will have nothing to do with the operation of
it. All they will have to do will be to sit still and enjoy
themselves. Then, again, it is the one thing needful to make a summer
at the sea shore thoroughly enjoyable. I know that all of my girls
will take the keenest possible delight in it, and I thank you, on
their behalf, for your thoughtfulness and kindness. You have done a
great deal for our camp, as well as for our organization, and I wish
you would permit me to make it known to the general officers in--"

"By no means, Mrs. Livingston," hastily interposed the visitor. "It is
nothing at all, and it's just a little pride in that mad-cap daughter
of mine that has led me to do what little I have. But in reference to
the new plan, you will tell the girls to-day, eh?"

"No; you tell them."

"Oh, leave me out of it, please."

"I could not