The Motor Girls at Lookout Beach; Or, In Quest of the RunawaysPenrose, Margaret
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The Motor Girls at Lookout Beach; Or, In Quest of the Runaways
Penrose, Margaret
Automobile travel -- Juvenile fiction; Girls -- Societies and clubs -- Juvenile fiction; Runaway children -- Juvenile fiction
"Say, Cora," replied Jack, "would you like me to pull in the whole
crowd, and let you take your pick? Seems to me you want every one you
see," but at the same time he "reached" little Andy, and led him over
to the rail, behind which the motor girls were sequestered.
Andy was delighted to see Cora. He was brimming over with news--but it
did not take him long to whisper that he had something "special" to
tell her, as soon as she could give him a few minutes all alone.
"What's it about?" asked Cora eagerly.
"About the 'sparklers,'" replied the lad. "We got them, and me mother
got the hundred!"
"The diamond earrings have been found!" exclaimed Cora, startled at
such a surprising piece of news.
"Yep, they're found, all right," replied Andy. "What do you think of
me suit? And I've got more home. We got the reward."
"Who got it," demanded Cora.
"Me--I--we," stammered Andy, somewhat confused in his grammar.
"Where did you find them?" persisted Cora.
"Hey, there, Andy!" yelled a boy in a very shabby outfit. "Where's all
that 'dough' you was telling us about? Come on. It's up to you," and,
before Cora could get an answer from the little redheaded boy, he was
gone.
As he sauntered off, with his companions, Cora saw that he was
counting money--considerable money, too, it seemed to her.
Bess and Belle were busy talking to Nannette. They had not noticed
Andy. The excursionists were now almost all landed.
The news so suddenly divulged by Andy confused Cora.
What did he mean by getting the reward? Of course the diamond earrings
must have been found--he said that distinctly enough, but had they been
hidden by the orphan girls, as was the case which contained the gems?
"Cora," called Belle, "Nannette is hungry. Come up to the candy
kitchen, and we will show her how they make salt water taffy."
"All right," replied Cora. "Of course you must be hungry, Nannette,
you had to leave home so early."
It was difficult to make their way through the steady stream of people
that poured up the long pier. Cora walked ahead, while Bell and Bess,
on either side, protected the deformed child.
"Oh, I can smell the taffy!" exclaimed the girl, as they neared the
candy kitchen.
"Yes, so can I," agreed Cora. "It would almost make one hungry."
They were now in front of the store with the big glass windows.
Through this glass could be seen the workers in the exhibition
kitchen. There were a few girls in white aprons, and high white caps,
doing up pieces of "taffy" in papers, and working beside them were two
men, also clad in white linen. The men were popping corn over a gas
stove.
"Look," said Belle. "That is how they make it. Stand here a moment and
watch."
The girls drew up in front of the window. As they stopped two men from
the excursion boat also paused to observe the candy makers.
Cora turned and looked at the men. A remark one made about "runaways"
had attracted her attention.
"Oh!" she suddenly gasped. Then she clutched Belle's arm.
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