"We're going for a long ride, Rose, so tell Polly and Sprite to take
their coats."
They were soon ready, and running down the walk, their coats on their
arms.
"Where are we going?" they cried, as they reached the sidewalk. Without
waiting for an answer they clambered into the car.
"Where are we going?" they asked again. "Oh, let's all three sit on
one seat!"
Uncle John turned to look at the three eager faces.
"Well, well! What a lucky man I am!" he cried. "Three fine young ladies
all out for a ride with me. Are you ready?"
"All ready!" cried the merry chorus, "but where are we going?"
"Now _that's_ my secret," Uncle John said, with a laugh, "but I will
say that some business took me to a very charming place this morning,
and I thought I'd like company on the way. I trust you're willing to
go?"
"Oh, yes, yes!" cried three laughing voices.
"Then we'll start at once," said Uncle John, as if he had been waiting
in order to be re-assured.
Over the road they flew, talking and laughing gaily.
"Rose, do you know where we're going?" Polly asked.
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