"
"I have a notion to drive up and see them," said Connie. "Literary
material, you know."
"I want to see the horsies fly, too," cried Julia quickly.
Carol thought it might do David good, and David was sure Carol needed a
vacation. They would think it over.
Connie immediately went down-town and returned with a road guide, and
her arm full of literature about frontier days in general. Then it was
practically settled. A little distance of a hundred miles, a splendid
car, a driver like Connie! It was nothing. And Carol was so excited
getting ready for their first outing in the years of David's illness,
that she forgot his medicine three times in succession, and David
maliciously refused to remind her.
They all talked at once, and agreed that it was very silly and
dangerous and unwise, but insisted it was the most alluring, appealing
madness in the world. David, for over three years limited to the
orderly, methodical, unstimulating confines of a screened porch, felt
quite the old-time throbbing of his pulse and quickening of his blood.
Even the doctor waxed enthusiastic. He looked into David's tired face
and said:
"I think it will do him good. It can not do him harm."
In the excitement of getting ready for something unusual, he developed
an unnatural strength and simply could not be kept in bed at all.
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