About This Book
"Will you do it?" asked the eager, black-eyed girl sitting on the deep window shelf. "If Mr. Hammond says the synopsis of the picture is all right, I'll go." "Oh, Ruthie It would be just-just scrumptious " "We'll go, Helen-just as we agreed last week," said her chum, laughing happily. "It will be great great " murmured Helen Cameron, her hands clasped in blissful anticipation. "Right into the 'wild and woolly.' Dear me, Ruth Fielding, we do have the nicest times-you and I " "You needn't overlook me," grumbled the third and rather plump freshman who occupied the most comfortable chair in the chums' study in Dare Hall. "That would be rather-er-impossible, wouldn't it, Heavy?" suggested Helen Cameron, rolling her black eyes. Jennie Stone made a face like a street gamin, but otherwise ignored Helen's cruel suggestion. "I'd rather register joy, too--Oh, yes, I'm going with you; have written home about it. Have to tell Aunt Kate ahead, you know. Yes, I'd register joy, if it weren't for one thing that I see looming before us." "What's that, honey?" asked Ruth. "The horseback ride from Yucca into the Hualapai Range seems like a doubtful equation to me." "Don't you mean 'doubtful equestrianism'?" put in the black-eyed girl with a chuckle.
