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The "hellos" were exchanged before the young men had time to enter the camp. Then Belle asked: "Aren't we going canoeing?" "Guess not to-day," replied Ed, his handsome black hair almost sparkling in the sunshine as he tossed his head in nonchalance. "We are still too cramped up. Had to sleep on the roof last night." "Why?" demanded Cora. "Choosin' that.
She would not venture to operate it herself in such cramped quarters. "There!" exclaimed Cora as Jack locked the shed door. "I hope nobody steals it to-night. Did you take out the plug, Jack?" "Here you are," and he handed her the brass affair that formed the connection for the ignition system, and without which the car could not be run. "Put it under your pillow, sis," he added.
"I have used a lot of chloroform on her, but of course some would evaporate." And she held up to view a half-filled chloroform vial. She was right; full half an ounce had "evaporated," during the brief minute when she had stood in the hall to confer with Madeline. Altogether, Strong had a hard day. Cora kept her continually on her feet.
Tom, who, she complained, was always fighting with Cora about their politics; and Cora herself used to bring what Dr.
Nigel would, had he had himself only to consider, have set out to try and ascertain what had become of the colony, but he could not bring himself to leave Constance, even though he had full confidence in the fidelity of their Indian friends. Cora, to whom Constance expressed Nigel's wishes, at length promised to send out a scout, who would endeavour to find out what had happened.
Then there came a jolt, a ripping sound, and Cora's big, four- cylindered machine banged into the Streak, for, in spite of all Cora and Walter could do, the Whirlwind could not be stopped in time. But, fortunately, the damage to the large car was not great, for as she saw that a collision was inevitable, Cora had quickly shifted the wheel, and but a glancing blow had been struck.
She said she was going to consult some friends, for those she saw last night could not help her, and she may not be back yet. So there's no need to hurry." "Then I have an idea!" cried Cora. "We have our tea outfit with us, and some crackers. Why not go ashore and have a little picnic? It will complete the nerve treatment, perhaps," and she smiled at Bess. "Good!" cried that girl.
Cora stared at him. Honesty, friendliness, and grave concern were disclosed to her scrutiny. There was no mistaking him: he was a good man. Her mouth opened, and her eyelids flickered as from a too sudden invasion of light the look of one perceiving the close approach of a vital crisis. But there was no surprise in her face. "Come in," she said.
"But to think it is in the Chelton paper!" "When was it in?" Cora asked. "It will be out to-morrow!" replied the tearful one. "To-morrow," Cora repeated thoughtfully. "Perhaps Jack could stop it. He is well acquainted with the editor." "Oh, if he only could," and Mabel brightened up. "That's what makes Jeannette feel so dreadfully." "It was very unfortunate," Cora said. "He is a dangerous man."
I shall always think it your own fault." He still smiled. "I shall," she said. "Oh, Cora!" "I can only speak as I feel." "I don't think you would speak as you do, if you knew how much your words hurt me. In such a matter as this I should not be justified in allowing your opinions to have weight with me. But your sympathy would be so much to me!"
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