<h2>CHAPTER II</h2>
<h3>A LUCKY ESCAPE</h3>
<p>To those who are already acquainted with the Outdoor Girls, no
explanations are necessary, but for the benefit of my new readers I will
take advantage of this moment to make them better acquainted with the
characters and setting of the story.</p>
<p>In the first book of this series, called "The Outdoor Girls of
Deepdale," the girls, Betty Nelson, sometimes called the Little Captain,
because of her fearless leadership, Mollie Billette, Grace Ford and Amy
Blackford, had gone on their famous walking tour, and during their
wanderings had solved the mystery of a five-hundred-dollar bill.</p>
<p>The second volume, "The Outdoor Girls at Rainbow Lake," tells of a
summer full of interest and adventure during which the horse Grace was
riding ran away with her. This misfortune led to the loss of some very
valuable papers, with a subsequent strange happening on an island,
about<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_9" id="Page_9">[9]</SPAN></span> which, and the recovery of the papers, you may read, dear reader,
if you will.</p>
<p>"The Outdoor Girls in a Motor Car" is the third book of the series. Yes,
there really was a house where all sorts of weird sights and sounds
might be seen and heard at night if one had the courage to stay around.
And you may imagine the consternation of the Outdoor Girls when Mollie
was captured by the "ghost."</p>
<p>At the end of a delightful summer, spent in touring the country in
Mollie's car, the girls had a wonderful chance to spend the winter in
the woods. Needless to say, they took advantage of the opportunity. The
fourth book, "The Outdoor Girls in a Winter Camp," describes the
settlement of a certain property dispute, involving Mr. Ford. The happy
result was made possible by the good fortune that favors our girls. This
volume tells also how Amy was claimed by a brother, of whose existence
she was unaware.</p>
<p>Then followed their adventures in Florida during which the girls had
succeeded in finding Will Ford, Grace's brother, who had been virtually
kidnapped by a villainous labor contractor and had been set to work in a
turpentine camp. The fifth volume, entitled "The Outdoor Girls in
Florida; or, Wintering in the Sunny South," tells of many other
adventures the girls had during<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_10" id="Page_10">[10]</SPAN></span> their winter among the "orange
blossoms," but now it was over, and Deepdale, which they had left
covered deep with snow, had begun once more to stir with life beneath
the gentle touch of spring.</p>
<p>In the sixth book, "The Outdoor Girls at Ocean View," the girls have
many good times and stirring adventures. The discovery of a box,
containing veritable riches in diamonds, led to the kidnapping of Betty
and Amy and their subsequent rescue.</p>
<p>And now that spring had dipped into summer, and they were again in
Deepdale, was this ride of theirs, begun so joyously, about to end in
tragedy?</p>
<p>"Frank, Frank!" screamed Grace, "if you don't stop, I'll jump, I will—I
will!"</p>
<p>"No, you won't! Sit where you are!" her brother Will commanded sternly.
"Sit still, I tell you!"</p>
<p>On, on, they went with ever-increasing speed, while Frank tried
desperately to jam the useless brake—but to no effect! The car was like
a horse with the bit between its teeth, plunging madly to destruction.</p>
<p>"Oh, oh, <i>oh!</i>" screamed Grace, pressing her hands tightly before her
eyes. "We're going to be killed, I know it!"<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_11" id="Page_11">[11]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>There was a shock, a sound like tearing cloth, the big machine plowed
half its length through the big haystack and—stopped!</p>
<p>"Frank, I'm getting smothered; won't you dig me out?" It was Betty's
voice, plaintive and half hysterical.</p>
<p>Will and Frank shook the hay from their own eyes and then went to the
rescue of the girls. Then they stared at each other. Gradually the look
of utter bewilderment faded from their faces and a smile flashed from
one to the other like a ray of sunshine.</p>
<p>Then suddenly Mollie laughed. "Oh, you look so funny!" she gasped. "Just
when I thought we were all going to be killed——"</p>
<p>"You get disappointed," Frank finished with a rueful smile. "Just the
same, it's lucky for us that big haystack was just exactly where it is,"
he added. "When I hit the rock I sure thought we were all goners."</p>
<p>"Oh, don't," begged Grace, then added, with a shame-faced little smile,
"I'm sorry I made such a fuss—I always am ashamed of myself when the
danger is over."</p>
<p>"You needn't apologize, Grace," said Betty, quickly. "If there's one
time you ought to be excused for making a fuss it's when you think it's
going to be your last chance."<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_12" id="Page_12">[12]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>That was Betty all over—bright, generous, fun-loving, the acknowledged
leader of the girls. Grace was tall, graceful, slender, with a pretty
face framed in a wealth of bright hair. She was accustomed to take life
more easily than Betty and, although not a coward in the true sense of
the word, she was always willing to have the other girls go first. Then
there was Mollie, dark eyed and quick tempered, with more than a touch
of the French in her, but Betty's equal in bravery. The last of the
little quartette was Amy Blackford (formerly called Amy Stonington), who
has not yet appeared in this book. Up to a year before she had been
surrounded by a mystery which would have held great interest for the
girls even had they not loved and admired her for her own good
qualities.</p>
<p>Such were the girls who, with Betty's help, were fast recovering their
good spirits.</p>
<p>"If we can back the machine out of this haystack," Frank was saying, "I
guess we had better start for home."</p>
<p>"But don't you think we had better walk," Grace suggested nervously.
"I'm afraid to trust myself to the old thing again."</p>
<p>"Oh, there won't be any danger now," Will assured her. "We can go back
by a roundabout<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_13" id="Page_13">[13]</SPAN></span> route where there aren't any hills to speed us into
haystacks. How about it, Frank?"</p>
<p>"You're right! We are not going to take any more chances, I can tell you
that." Then, turning to the girl beside him, he added, "How are you
feeling, Betty? Awfully shaken up?"</p>
<p>"Not a bit," she assured him, gaily. "Why, after the first shock I
really enjoyed it."</p>
<p>"That's the way to talk and I'm mighty glad no one's hurt. Now for
home."</p>
<p>After a great number of half starts and sudden stops they succeeded
finally in backing the great machine away from the haystack and out on
the road again.</p>
<p>"Now remember your promise," cried Grace as they started off. "No more
speeding, Frank, and no more hills."</p>
<p>"Right," he sang back, cheerily. "We have had excitement enough for one
day. Just watch me."</p>
<p>And, true to his word, after an hour's roundabout trip, they swung
quietly into Deepdale, without having encountered further mishap on the
way.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_14" id="Page_14">[14]</SPAN></span></p>
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