It is terrible to have a dark cloud of suspicion hanging over one."

"It is, indeed," rejoined Peggy; "and now, as Roy leaves in a few days for the West, let's all take a good long spin. You and I will go in the Golden b.u.t.terfly while the boys can run along below us in the auto."

But Jess looked a bit doubtful.

"Wouldn't Roy like to go in the aeroplane?" she said.

Peggy broke into merry laughter.

"Oh, you sly puss," she exclaimed. "Very well, then you and Roy in the Golden Eagle and Jimsy and I in the auto."

"Suits me," cried Jimsy, throwing his arm around his sister's waist, "but I thought you were the girl aviator of the family, Peggy."

"So I am," laughed Peggy, "but I am willing to yield my place for once."

"Well, if you'll excuse my horrid slang," laughed Jimsy, "I think I may say we've all been 'up in the air' for the last few weeks. But it's all over now and we'll settle down to humdrum life once more."

"It's been jolly, though," protested Peggy.

"With some parts left out," put in Jess.

But although no adventures just like those we have related happened again to the Girl Aviators, they were due to encounter some more strange experiences. In fact, both Peggy and Roy and their friends were on the brink of some odd happenings, the narration of which must be postponed to another volume of this series.

What these complications and adventures, both merry and perilous, proved to be will be set down in full detail in "The Girl Aviators on Golden Wings," a breezy tale of our aerial maids.

THE END.