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cheap authentic jordans for an invitation to get in somewhere.<br>"I'll have to steer my car," said Sid. "You had better get in Cora's machine, Ida, for it's no fun riding in a towed auto."<br>"Yes, do come in here," said Cora quickly, but Ida hung back and looked miserably unhappy.<br>"Come on," and Walter added his invitation. "I'm going to be the 'shuffler,' and I may as well have something worth while to 'shuffle' while I'm at it."<br>Ida smiled at this. It was evident that she could not resist after this appeal--especially as it came from Walter, who found much favor in her eyes.<br>Ida climbed into the big car nimbly enough, and sat on the thick cushions in the roomy tonneau beside Mary.<br>"I guess she'd rather be in front," remarked Bess in a whisper to Belle, but she took care that Jack should not hear.<br>Walter started Cora's car off, and Sid's followed,The+Motor+Girls_25,jordan shoes for sale, with himself at the wheel,cheap jordans, looking very glum. Jack brought up in the rear with the pretty twins.<br>The Whirlwind easily towed the weight of the disabled runabout, and the autoists were soon approaching town.<br>"Let me out at the post-office, please," begged Mary of Cora, as they rolled through the village streets. "I had better not let madam see me out riding."<br>"Why, she gave you permission, didn't she?" asked Cora in surprise.<br>"But I would rather get out here," insisted Mary, not answering the question directly.<br>"If you'll cast me loose, I'll run my machine in this shop," suddenly called Sid, as they passed a rather tumble-down shack on a side street.<br>"But you're not going to let old Smith tinker with it, are you?" asked Walter.<br>"Oh, I don't know what I'll do with it!" snapped Sid. "May as well leave it here as anywhere else."<br>Smith's place was a second-rate blacksmith shop, while at Chelton Center, a little farther on, there was a fine garage--Newton's--the one at which Cora and the twins had met the handsome machinist.<br>"Why don't you take it to Newton's?" asked Cora. "We'll go there with you. I--er--, I know the machinist there."<br>"I prefer to leave it here," said Sid shortly. "Stop, please, and I'll loosen the rope."<br>"Oh!" exclaimed Cora shortly. She could not understand Sid. Walter stopped her car,, and before it had come to a full halt Sid was detaching the tow rope. Mary took this chance to alight from the Whirlwind, as they were not far from the post-office, and Ida followed her. Sid cranked up for the short run into the blacksmith shop. Ida and Mary were walking down the street together.<br>"Go ahead!" Sid called to Walter.<br>"Oh, you're welcome," replied Walter sarcastically. "Not the least trouble, thank you. Glad at any time--"<br>Sid shot at him an angry glance over his shoulder.<br>"I'd like to know who had a better right to haul me out of the ditch?" he said sneeringly.<br>Jack, with the twins, had run on. As Walter started Cora's machine off again, they saw a man coming out of the smithy. He helped Sid push the car in, and then stood talking with him in a friendly sort of fashion. The man's clothing was unkempt, and his general appearance anything but prepossessing.<br>"Who's that?" asked Cora.<br>"Him, you mean?" inquired Walter.<ul>
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