“Help! Help!” cried the voices which Teddy and his chums knew to be those of Lucy Benson and Margie Kelly. CHAPTER IV MORE MYSTERY When Lucy Benson’s brother told her she couldn’t watch him and his chums race their toy, model airplanes, the little girl felt sad for a few moments. Then her spirits rose as she said to herself determinedly: “I don’t care! I’ve got just as good a right in Mason’s meadow as Teddy Benson, Dick Kelly or Joe Denton. And I’m going there! I’ll take Margie with me.” A little later, while Teddy and his chums were on their way to the deer mystery, Lucy hurried into the yard of the Kelly home. Mrs. Kelly saw her from a side window. “Is Margie home, Mrs. Kelly?” asked Lucy. “I think she is, my dear. She was just going over to your house but I think she is still up in her room. You may go right upstairs.” The Benson and Kelly families visited back and forth as if they were relatives more than friends. So Lucy hurried into the house, calling: “Margie! Where are you?” “Just getting ready to come over to your house, Lucy. Come on up. I’ll be ready as soon as I tie a new ribbon on my hair.” Lucy hurried into Margie’s room. There was something in the haste and manner of Lucy that caused Margie to stop and ask: “What’s the matter? Has anything happened?” “Teddy wouldn’t let me come to watch him, Joe and Dick fly their planes,” Lucy reported. “But I’m going anyhow. And if the planes won’t fly--and I don’t believe they will--we can have the laugh on them.” “We, Lucy?” “Sure. You’ll come with me, won’t you?” “I guess so. Where is it?” “Down in Mason’s meadow. We haven’t anything to do so we might as well go there as any place else, don’t you think?” “Of course. Won’t the boys be surprised?” “Well--maybe,” said Lucy slowly. “I think Teddy sort of suspects I’ll follow him. But I don’t care. I’ve got a right to.” “Of course we have,” agreed Margie. “They can’t keep us out of Mason’s meadow.” So the two girls hurried toward the same field where, a little while before, Teddy and his chums had started to fly their planes. On the way the girls decided to stop in the candy store kept by old Mrs. Traddle. “I’ve got part of my allowance left,” said Lucy. “I’ll treat you, Margie.” “Oh, that’s lovely. Next time I’ll treat you. But let’s save some of the candy for the boys.” “What! Give them candy after they wouldn’t let us come to see them fly their planes? I should say not!” “Oh, I don’t mean give them any candy,” explained Margie with a laugh. “But we’ll save some to eat in the meadow after we get there. And when the boys see us eating candy--” “Oh, I see what you mean!” laughed Lucy. “Sure, we’ll do that. It will make them wish they’d invited us. What do you like best, jelly beans or gum drops?” “I like both. But you get more jelly beans for a nickel than you do gum drops. Gum drops are expensive.” “We’ll get some of each,” decided Lucy.