"The one controlling thought is," said the young physician, "that an automobile is not a camel. No telling when its thirst will demand impossible quenching. But this is a first-rate car," he went on, "and it has never gone back on me yet." "It rides beautifully," agreed Cora, as the machine was speeding over the roads like the very wind. "After all, I do believe that an experienced chauffeur is a positive luxury." "Now, now!" exclaimed Duncan. "Don't go back on your constitution. You will have to report, I suppose. What do you imagine our little girls are thinking and doing about now?" Cora laughed. Duncan seemed amused at the idea of "stealing" the captain of the club--he liked nothing better than a "row" with girls. "Well, I suppose," said Cora cautiously, "that they are scouring Breakwater for things to decorate the machines with. I am glad that I entrusted the Whirlwind to Tillie--she is so artistically practical that she will be sure to avoid making holes in the car to stick bouquets in." "The fellows will be up to-night. They have taken rooms at the Beacon. There'll be no end of a rumpus if they strike Breakwater, and I am not there to pilot them." "Likely our girls would attempt to put them to rights," said Cora, joking. "Just fancy a crowd of students, and those silly girls." "It is well that they can't hear you," remarked Duncan. "Of course, you are very--very sensible." "You mean--I should not have come?" she said, her face flushing. "Oh, indeed, I meant nothing of the sort," he hurried to explain. "In fact, I never could have carried out my plan if you had not come along. I am going to bring Clip out for the meet." "Oh, wouldn't that be splendid!" exclaimed Cora. "If only we can manage it. But she is always so busy--" "Then I intend to make her stop work for a few days at least. I want my brother to meet her, and this--well, quite an opportunity." Cora looked at the earnest young man beside her. "Clip is worth knowing," she said simply. Then she added: "I wonder if we could arrange it to have Hazel come? It would be just glorious to have the club complete after all our little drawbacks. If her brother is better I will not take 'no' for an answer. I shall simply insist upon Hazel coming." Cora was aglow with the prospects--if only everything would go along smoothly and no other "drawback" should occur. "Your friends are from Exmouth, aren't they?" asked Duncan. "I ought to know some of them; we played their team last year." "Oh, do you know Ed Foster? And Walter Pennington?" asked Cora. "I happen to remember their names," said Duncan. "I would be glad if we could manage to have them come out to the show. Let me see. How could we fix it up?" "Jack has a car, and so has Walter," replied Cora, while the chauffeur looked at his speedometer and noted that they were doing twenty-five miles an hour. "Then," said Duncan, "if we can fix it--But that observation case will take quite a little time."