Baxter, if you will. That will solve the problem."

"All right," assented Dodo, getting out of her seat to allow Andrews to
get in.

"Which one wants to drive with Jack?" asked Andrews.

Neither girl answered, and not as much as by a tremor of the eye-lid did
either show how delighted she would have been to sit beside the handsome
young man and skim along the road to New York.

Baxter laughed heartily, and Andrews added: "I never dreamed that _no_
one would care to drive with him. I'm sorry, Jack, but you'll have to go
alone."

"Not if I know it!" retorted Baxter, quickly. "I can't choose when all
are so desirable, but we can cast lots to see who will be my companion."

The girls thought this most exciting, and when Andrews had shown the slip
of paper that would be the lucky draw, and then had folded and shaken the
slips well in his cap, the girls drew. As each girl opened her scrap of
paper to find it was blank, and then watched the others try, there was
great laughter and anxious waiting. Finally Polly opened her slip and
found she had drawn the lucky one.

"Ha! Isn't Jack Baxter lucky, though!" laughed Eleanor. "Not only gets
the cleverest girl in the crowd, but the prettiest one, too!"

"Stop your nonsense, Nolla! How many times do I have to tell you to allow
me to live in peace, without so much of your chaffing!" exclaimed Polly,
impatiently.

Everyone laughed merrily at Polly's retort, and Baxter looked admiringly
at the flushed cheeks and sparkling eyes. He was most gallant in
assisting Polly into the "boat" as he called it, and then he jumped in
beside her.

Eleanor sat beside Andrews in the other car, and entertained him with a
highly colored story of Polly and her home in Pebbly Pit. Before they
reached the Fabian home in New York, young Andrews pictured the enormous
wealth of "Choko's Find" gold mine, and the marvellous beauty of the lava
jewels found in Rainbow Cliffs on the ranch. To think that one girl
should be lucky enough to own both such money-producers!

Shortly after dinner that evening, Mr. Dalken telephoned the girls and
told them to come over to his apartment for a party. He explained that he
had two nice little boys visiting him, and he was at a loss to know how
to entertain them so that they would care to come again, another day.
Remembering how well Polly and her friends managed other boys, he felt
sure that they could help him now.

Polly laughed in reply, and said: "Oh yes! If o