Thanking their informant, they took her advice, and set off in the direction which she indicated.

After all, the affair was rather an adventure.
"The Mortons are sure to offer us lunch when we get there," affirmed Beatrice; "of course we shall be fearfully late home, and our people will be getting very anxious about us, but we can't help that.

I was to have gone to a matinee of _Carmen_ this afternoon, but it's off, naturally! I expect Doris will use my ticket, when I don't turn up." "I meant to wash our dog when I got back!" laughed Ingred.

"He'll have to look dirty on Sunday, now." "And I meant to do a hundred things; but what's the use of talking about them now ?" groaned Verity.

"Here's our farm, and that appears to be the river over there.