 Chapter 14 of The Motorgirls This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org The Motorgirls by Margaret Penrose Chapter 14. Just Cora and Paul As if this had been the entire object of his peculiar actions, Sid suddenly stopped the car. This is as far as I care to go, he said. I think I'll leave you now. I can't thank you enough for the ride," he added mockingly. And, with a bow that had much of irony in it, he walked down a side path of the park, in which he had directed the machine. Cora did not answer him, but her look was sufficient to show what she thought. And, in spite of her contempt, she felt an overwhelming desire to question him about what he had said at Mary Downs. Did Sid Wilcox know anything about the robbery? That was the question Cora asked herself as she took her place at the wheel, just vacated by the unmanally youth. He certainly acts as though he did, she reasoned to herself. And why should he make such an insinuation against Mary? She found no answer to her question. Suddenly, looking at her watch, she noted that no train had departed from New City since she and Paul had reached there. She was yet, in time to give, him a ride home as she had planned. Turning quickly, she made the run back toward the bank building. From behind a clump of bushes, Sid Wilcox watched her. I wonder if you'll tell your brother, he mused. If you do, there may be a row over my kidnapping you, but I couldn't help it. No, I don't think you will tell Jack, you don't want to see us quarrel. He added the last word below his breath, and there was a mean smile on his face. As he turned to continue his walk, he met a man coming in the opposite direction. Len Gildy, what are you doing here? He exclaimed. Why, er, I sort of looking for work. You work, exclaimed Sid. Well, I heard you was going to take a trip across country, and I thought maybe you'd take me along. You were me's pals, ain't we? Hush, exclaimed Sid, as if afraid of someone hearing the man's words. Don't you know better than to follow me? Well, I heard you was coming for a new job, and I thought, you think entirely too much. Now, you get back to Chelten and stay there, I may need you. Len's little rat-like eyes gleamed. You'll pay me, won't you? He asked. Of course. Well, I'm a little short now, and Sid extended a bill, which the man took quickly. Now, be off, ordered young Wilcox, and don't ever follow me again. He waited until Len had shuckled off, and then he took a different path. He's getting altogether too familiar, said Sid, to himself, as he strolled along, but I may find him useful. Scarcely had Cora, driving her big car, turned him to the turnpipe, leading from the park to the city, then she again encountered Ed Foster and Walter Pennington. She instantly realised that they would wonder why she did not stop. For Ed was slowing up his car, but she knew she could not get back to the bank building to meet Paul if she halted. So, with a smile, as comprehensive as she was able to make it, she sent the whirlwind ahead at a fast speed. She noted the looks of surprise on their faces of her friends as she passed them. However will I be able to explain was the thought that flashed into Cora's mind. Walter acted as if he wanted to say something, perhaps something about the money. He looked as if he were pleased. Maybe he has some good news. Ed took Cora but a short time to make the run back to the city. She turned her machine toward the depot as she knew a train would shortly leave for Chilton and she fancied Paul might try to get it. Reaching the station she saw his tall figure, clad in the linen duster, pacing up and down the platform. She was just in time. Did you think I ran away? She asked as she skillfully turned the car up to the platform and stopped. Oh no, he replied with a happy laugh. I happened to see who got into the car and I guessed that you were run away with. Wasn't it contemptible of him? She asked, her fate flushing at the recollection of the ride. But perhaps someday I may be able to make him realise it. He doesn't seem to now. No, he isn't that kind. I was afraid I wouldn't be in time to take you back after your interview with the automobile people. And I fancied you had not come prepared for a train trip to Chilton. That's very kind of you. I'm sorry you took the trouble to return. You have put yourself out considerably on my account, I'm afraid. Indeed I have not. I enjoyed it myself, the ride, I mean. That is, the first ride. And she laughed nervously. I'm glad we beat Sid. I fancied he acted as he did for revenge. But were you successful? Very much so. Thanks to you. Well, if you want to ride back with me, I'll be very glad to have you. I must get back in time for luncheon, or mama may worry. Well, we mustn't have that happen. I'll get right in. Which he did, after cranking up the car for her. But not always she could stop it leaving a charge in one cylinder, so that it would start from the seat. I'm very glad you got the place, went on Cora, as she steered out from among a tangle of other autos and carriages about the station. So am I, it means a great deal to me. And Sid was so disappointed I could tell by his face, though he pretended not to be. But that's why he ran away with me, or rather with my car. It would be difficult to understand all these reasons, declared Paul with a smile. He may have another, equally weighty. You mean, Cora felt the warm blood mounting to her cheeks. I think he wanted to boast that he had ridden with you. Paul was rather sorry he had said this. The moment after the words were uttered. Cora seemed much embarrassed, to give a new direction to her thoughts, Paul said. I want to tell you about my sister. It was on her account that I particularly wished to get this position. Hazel wants to go to college, and we couldn't afford to send her. Now, with the increase in salary, which I shall get, it will be possible. Oh, how nice, exclaimed Cora, what college is she going to? I don't know yet, but she is very ambitious. I should judge that from knowing her brother. That's very nice of you, he said, and then both laughed. I'd like to meet your sister, Cora remarked, without thinking of all her words might imply. Would you? He asked warmly. I'll be glad to have you. I think she's a mighty fine girl. Won't you hate to leave her when you make the run across country? Well, it isn't to start for a month, but I shall have to go to New City to get familiar with the new machine I am to drive. I'm not going away at once. I'll be in New City for some time. Oh, begun Cora, I'm glad. She stopped and again felt herself blushing. Her tone had been a little too warm. She realized that her evident pleasure and polite interest might be misinterpreted. It looked very much as if Cora was glad that Paul was not going away at once. Then your sister will not be deprived of your company just yet, she managed to say, and she seemed to be paying particular attention to the sparking lever. No, he replied, Hazel and I are great friends, chums, you might say. In fact, I've never had a boyfriend with whom I was able to get along so well as I can with my sister. That's very nice. It's what Jack says about me. He and I are the best of friends. Of course, I'm very fond of the Robinson girls, but Jack comes first. You remember the pretty twins, I've no doubt. Yes, indeed I do. I could not help thinking how very untwingly they are for twins. Aren't they? But they are the dearest girls, and they are going to have a new car. Is that so? Do you happen to know what kind? Paul assumed his professional layer. I believe it has not been decided yet, but they will most likely get it from the Whitehall Company. Would you like to turn in the order? It would be quite a help for me to be able to sell a car now so soon after taking a place with them, and the commission just as I am starting. I think I can manage it easily enough, she said quickly. They are sure to consult Jack about it. Couldn't you come over to our house this evening, and again she found herself stopping suddenly and blushing. It was rather awkward to ask a young man to call, particularly when one has never been properly introduced to him. If he were only acquainted with Jack now, then Cora had a bright thought. You say you are acquainted with Walter Pennington. She asked, oh yes, our folks and the Penningtons are old friends. Then we must fix up a plan, er, to be perfectly proper. Not that it makes any difference. First I want to meet your sister. After that I am going to give a small affair. I have been putting it off for some time. It's a positive duty, but I've been so interested in my machine. There I have it. I think I'll give an auto affair. Great possibilities in it, observe Paul. But please do not trouble yourself to get up, one on account of myself or my sister, though I appreciate. Oh no indeed, Cora hastened to explain. I am due to give one anyhow, and it may as well be that. I will be doubly interested if there should happen to be a matter of business for you involved in it. The twins are in no great hurry about their car. When you can meet them properly and I will arrange it, I am sure they will give you the order. That would be splendid. I can't thank you enough. Wait until you get the order, and she laughed. Mother declares I have a positive fecality for business. I rather agree with her, said Paul with a smile, as his fair companion turned the machine into the main street of Chelten. I really feel unable to properly thank you for what you have done for me today. Now please, interrupted Cora, I was amply repaid in beating Sid Wilcox, but I cannot understand why he wanted the position. Even your explanation will hardly account for his extraordinary conduct. Why should he want to run a car across country? Well, it can't be because he is short of funds, said Paul frankly. I am positive of that. He took particular pains to display a role of bills when he was in the auto office, and I think that did not favourably impress the manager. Though I was practically sure of the place when he came in. Well, that's just like Sid Wilcox and Cora shuddered. It was a reaction of the unpleasant ride she had been forced to take with him. I hope, Miss Kimball, that you will soon be able to meet my sister, said Paul, after a little silence, during which the car had run along. They were near the Beechwood Road, at the end of which, in a little grove of trees, was Cora's home. Not on account of what you have done to me, he went on. But because I am sure you and she would be good friends, Hazel is a fine girl, as I said before. And besides that, Paul stopped abruptly. Oh, I'm going to meet Hazel, declared Cora warmly, as Paul alighted from the car. I'll invite her to my affair. I'm going to wake up folks around here. Do you know we all seem to be terribly depressed since that money was lost? Yes, and I don't wonder at it. Twenty thousand dollars is a large sum. I'd call it a fortune. But somehow I feel sure that Mr Foster will recover it. I wish I could help him unravel the mystery. I would like to, for more reasons than one. What could he mean by that? His manner was very earnest. Cora glanced at him gratefully. Goodbye, she said suddenly. Goodbye, echoed Paul. And he turned up the street. End of Chapter 14. Chapter 15 of The Motorgirls. This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. The Motorgirls by Margaret Penrose. Chapter 15. Three Girls. Reflecting on a strange experience while in New City, seated late that same afternoon on the broad veranda of a handsome home, Cora had one gratifying thought. No one whom she knew had seen her while, Sid Wilcox was in possession of her car and of her. Feeling this assurance, she decided not to mention to anyone at home the fact of his having stolen the ride. She resolved to ask Paul to keep it a secret and she knew he would. As for Sid Wilcox himself, if he did boast of it, she would credit his story that he did not bear a very good reputation for truth and he was constantly getting into scrapes. Cora especially hoped Jack would not hear of the escapade. Now Cora, who had been sitting in an easy chair, trying to read a book, decided to take the hammock for a change. She did not feel like reading. She wore a simple frock of white muslin and her hair was let down in a most becoming fashion, in long loose braids, all combining to make her particularly girlish looking. Cora was taking what she called her lull. This particular form of rest she always declared was the only thought a healthy girl could reasonably enjoy. When you rest, why, just rest, she used to say to Isabel Robinson, who on account of her nervous temperament, had rather been overdone with risk cure ideas. Isabel delighted in such terms as relaxation and siesta, while Cora reveled in her lull. A box of deadly chocolates, that is what Isabel would have called them, were at Cora's elbow and she was just reaching for the tenth one when Isabel herself and her sister sauntered along the path. Come on up girls, called out Cora. But please don't ask me to move, I'm in the most delicious heap. Exactly that exclaimed Isabel, who looked particularly pretty in a soft blue summer gown, while Elizabeth was like some flower in deep pink muslin. You do get into the most awful heaps Cora dear, but you never can rest without relaxing and to do that. Belle exclaimed Cora, that is precisely why you never rest, you never relaxed your brain. You're always thinking of resting and not doing it. Bess sunk into a wicker chair and smothered the cushions. Bess was stout when she sat down as Cora expressed it. Got your car ordered yet? Asked the hostess, passing around the box of chocolates. Neither girl could resist them. Oh no answered Belle. Poor Papa is in the greatest muddle. Everyone in New City seems to have the best car to sell and as he wants a good one he doesn't know which one to select. Why not ask Jack? Suggested Cora, he's had lots of experience. Just what I proposed, replied Belle. You know how queer poor dear Papa is. He really dislikes motors. Seen Ida lately, asked Bess. Not a sight of her, answered Cora. I was hoping you might bring some news. Not particularly about her though, but some news. I am just pining for a real choice bit. She passed the chocolates again. Bess took one, but her sister shook her head. Well, as to news remarked Bess, we have heard that Sid Wilcox has a new machine. This was news indeed, after what that youth had said to Cora that very day, or had he been only fooling her. A new one, repeated Cora vaguely, trying to gather her thoughts. Brand Spickens fan knew, went on Bess. We haven't seen it, you know, but we've heard that it is a beauty. What extravagance, murmured Cora, still busily thinking. He's run about, isn't very old. I wonder where he gets all his money. Don't you remember he said he had some to invest in the new issue of Bankstock? Suggested Belle. Bess wouldn't let him subscribe, added her sister. What did he do with his other car, the one that was broken in the collision? Asked Cora. Maybe he pawned it, suggested Belle, who had rather vague ideas concerning pawn shops. Very likely he would, if he could. This was Cora with a light laugh. I guess Sid is very fond of a change and excitement. I thought of her experience with him. Even a change of gulfs commented Belle. Alla Allen told me that he and Ida were on the outs. Indeed, and Cora raised her pretty eyebrows. I fancied he was too, too convenient a friend for Ida to drop. But my dears, as our English teacher says, I have something more important to discuss than Ida Giles and Sidney Wilcox. I'm going to have a doings, as I used to call them. Goody exclaimed Bess, helping herself to some more of the chocolates, make it a lawn party. Well, that's just what I want you to help me with. I know that Belle will want to make it a science, with relaxed robes, and collapsed masts and relapsed. Oh, your mean exclaimed the taunted one. I'm not such a freak as that. Oh, no, brawl Bess. Certainly not, added Cora in her teasing tone. Well, go on with your doings. Insisted Belle. I won't make a single suggestion. Not make them, but veto them, persisted Cora. Well then, never mind, Sissy. Often times have splendid ideas, even if they are all sterilized. And when they are disclosed, the sterilization gets away, putting Bess. That's what Mother's Nurse declared when we tried on those aprons, that come in airtight packages. But now, Cora, let's have a lawn party. Wouldn't it be nicer to have an outdoor play, with Belle, who had forgotten her resolution not to make a suggestion? Oh, dear, I suppose we'll have to have it in the afternoon, when our nurses can be with us, said Bess. We're supposed to be such kitties, not out yet, and all that. It's detestable. Indeed, interrupted Cora. Mother says I may have an evening affair, and also out of doors, if I like. Since my last birthday, I've been wonderfully grown up. Out of doors, and after dark, cried Bess. That's great. And she clapped her hands. Oh, let's have it a masked affair. I never have been to one, in all my life. And I'm just dying to mask. Now girls, let's be serious, suggested Cora, for I haven't any too much time to arrange this affair. We ought to have it in June, when we can depend on having a pleasant evening. Suppose we plan a masked mythology fate. Have a dark, green cabin, presided over by. Oh, um, let's see. Who is the gentleman who had charged of passing shades from Earth to some place, and where did he pass them to? You mean Charon, said Belle. But Cora Kimball, do you suppose we could make mythological frocks that would stand damp, night air? Of course, they would be comfortable. Oh, we'll manage somehow. At any rate, we'll have a masked doing. That's settled. That's all that really counts, said Bess. Masks, questioned Cora. Just mask in order to be of some account, not the blessed boys and the jealous girls, and the chances of pretending you mistake Jack for Walter, and you say a lot of things you are just dying to say, and would not dare to say it if you weren't masked. All that but hush, he comes Jack. Hello girls, greeted her brother. And at the sight of Jack, Bess and Belle adjusted themselves in more conventional attitudes. How are you all? He went on. Sis, here's a letter for you. I kept it in my hand all the way from the post office, so as not to forget to give it to you. Awfully kind of you, Jack. Cora glanced at the postmark and slipped the missive into the large loose sleeve of her gown. Oh, you may read it. Spoke Bess, smiling frankly at Jack. We don't mind. Not in the least, came from Jack as he took a chair next to Isabelle. In fact, we would be glad to have you do so. Go ahead, Sis, help yourself. He went on pleasantly, dipping into the chocolate box. It will keep, said Cora, quickly. But Jack, what's new? For Mercy's sake, do tell us something new. Is there anything more about? Yes, a lot about it. And Jack anticipated his sister's question. I hear that the sleuths have a straight tip. They told Ed this afternoon that they would have his money back inside of her. Oh, isn't that fine? Broken belt. I have been so uncomfortable ever since that affair happened and they found the empty wallet in poor D. Cora's car. It looked just as if we don't spoke Cora quickly in a low voice. It certainly was uncomfortable, put in best. Especially for Ed Foster, remarked Jack with a significant grin as he took another chocolate. Uh-huh. These are mighty fine, Sis. Oh, take them all, cried Cora. But tell us some more about it. Jack, please. Yes, do they really think they're on the right track? Asked Isabel. That's all I know about it. Answered Jack calmly as he finished the last candy. I heard the detectives had promised to get the money back inside of a week and that's all. Maybe it was only talk. They have to say something for their pay, you know. What? There is another bit of news, girls. What? They demanded in Cora's. Ed says he knows who took the money. As Jack made this announcement he looked around as indifferently as if he had made the most ordinary remark on the most commonplace subject. End of Chapter 15. Chapter 16 of the Motor Girls. This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer please visit LibriVox.org The Motor Girls by Margaret Penrose Chapter 16 Mary's Letter For a moment there was silence. Then Cora asked what he said took it. That's just it, went on her brother. He doesn't say. Does he know? He declares he does. Then why won't he tell? You can search me, I don't know. He hasn't even told the police, I understand. He merely made that remark to Walter and I heard about it. Oh Jack, are you sure that he missed his sister? Sure, I'd tell you more if I knew. At first they thought he was teasing and the girls with all the wiles of which they were capable they sought him to explain but he could not and finally they accepted his word as final. Well it's very strange commented Cora. I hope it will be all cleared up soon for our sakes. So do I joined in Belle. Cora again referred to the proposed purchase of a car for the twins and though they were disappointed that they could not have it at once Cora was rather glad as she felt it would be a chance for Paul to get the order. Jack was appealed to and gave the two sisters so many points about autos that they declared they felt quite bewildered. Well I think we'd better be leaving Cora dear said Elizabeth at length and the goodbyes were said with many whispered promises made to come over the next day to finish up the party plans. Cora said Jack when the pretty twins had gone down the path I want a chance to talk to you. You've been so busy of late that I haven't had an opportunity. In just a minute Bud interrupted his sister feeling in her sleeve for the unread letter I must run upstairs for just a moment then I'll be right down. Yes and then someone else will come in and it will be the same thing over tomorrow. No sis you're not treating me right and Jack's tone betrayed some grievance. Cora decided that she must read her letter and she promised that she would soon return to the porch. I know it's from Mary Downs she told herself as she glided up the stairs to the privacy of her own room and I never could read it before anyone. She hastily tore open the envelope. Yes the letter was signed with Mary's name from Silver Falls Cora's heart beat expectantly. She had hoped ever since the day of the eventful ride that Mary might be able to furnish some clue to the missing money. She was such an observing girl Cora began to read the letter. It ran My dear Miss Kimball I was so sorry to leave you without having a chance to thank you for the pleasant time you gave me. But I was called away unexpectedly that same afternoon it would only bore you to hear all the details. I simply had to come here and here I am still it was most unfortunate for Madame Julia will never forgive me and even to her I disliked to tell the reason for the hurried trip. I think she would not understand it. Well enough about that. I just want to thank you for the lovely time you gave me and I am so sorry I cannot talk with you for I have read of the loss of Mr Foster's money and surely it was a very strange thing to happen. If I had a chance I might be able to give you a clue but it would not be wise to write it. I expect to be back in Charlton soon and then I will tell you what I think about it for I know I can trust you with kindness regards Mary Downs P.S. I was greatly surprised yesterday to meet Mr Wilcox or rather to see him pass in a new automobile. He did not see me I did not want him to M.D. Of all things exclaimed Cora dropping the letter into her lap just like every other girl on earth tells you what she wants you to know but never says a word about what you want to find out I have a good mind to let Jack read this letter he might know what would be best to do then she hesitated Cora always did hesitate before taking an important step just as she always stopped and looked around when leaving her room to see if she had forgotten anything or if she had left it all right but it does look strange she reasoned yet I would trust Mary she has such an honest face I will just tell Jack the whole thing picking up the letter and hurried back to the porch there sat Walter Pennington and Ed Foster with her brother concealing one expression of surprise and another of disappointment that Jack was not alone Cora greeted the young men pleasantly and invited them in to dinner an invitation which Jack in his rough and ready fashion had given by asking his chums to stay to dine Mrs Kimball was preparing for a little trip and though very busy she warmly greeted her son's friends and entertain them as she knew so well how to you young folks are so taken up with your motors she said as she took her place at the head of the table that we older and less fortunate people scarcely get a chance to speak to you Cora is so enthusiastic over her car and it's with motion that our maid declares she will soon turn into a bird and fly as dub whispered Walter just loud enough to be heard by everyone but softly enough to disguise the platitude Cora laughed lightly Walter had a very taking way of saying things he seemed to know exactly how to be nice without being silly the dinner over the young people went to the porch Mary's letter was in Cora's belt and the edge of the envelope scratching her hand as she sat down reminded her of her anxiety concerning the contents should she tell all the boys Ed ought to know the first thought surely Jack ought to know of it and as for Walter well he ought to know also that he had found the empty pocketbook Ed was making some remark to Jack about the lost money Cora listened to see if it had any reference to what her brother had told her that morning she crushed the letter in her hands I've just had a note she'd begun from my friend Mary Downs what I from the pretty runaway exclaimed Jack so that letter was from her eh? no wonder I didn't recognize the hand she did not run away Jack objected his sister and there was a warning note in her voice oh no of course not but anyway she was pretty wasn't she boys a hummer declared Walter adjusting a porch steamer chair for Cora well if you want to hear about the letter begun the girl hear about it why we want to read it for ourselves cried Jack and he tried to take it from his sister's hand Cora struggled to retain it and finding that she was being bested threw it over Jack's head to Walter he grabbed it and defied his chum to touch it now easy fellows beg dead in his quiet way if there happens to be news from Mistress Mary though she might be quite contrary pray let us hear it that's what I say added Walter handing Cora the missive now Jack I'm going to stand on guard and if you interfere again I go ahead I'll get it anyway later when Cis is asleep no you'll not declared his sister but this is the news she went on guardedly Mary intimates that she knows something about the money is that so? cried Ed Eagley oh everyone is intimating that declared Jack in some contempt is that all? what we want is an intimation that makes good yes I suppose so but what does Mary say and he looks sharply at Cora I think I'd better read the letter she said for like all girls or most of them at least she only hints at the most important statement go ahead Jack I'll listen and close my eyes to call up a picture of pretty Mary she's pretty she's witty she's all a girl he began to sing Cora jumped up if anyone wants to hear this letter he has got to keep she begun I'll be good promised Jack contritely Walter gently slipped his arm above Walter put his arm around his chum and Jack's sister Jack managed to edge under her arm well we're a happy family now said Jack you may read the letter Cora we each have you all to ourselves with a quick move Cora freed herself oh you might know she's duck power to Jack just as we were getting comfortable keep your old letter I won't listen to it now and he moved away I've forgotten something in my machine exclaimed Ed suddenly with a sly wink at Cora I'll just run and get it if you'll excuse me Cora knew exactly what he intended to do quickly as he came back in his runabout she ran down the piazza steps and was in the machine before either Walter or Jack realised what was taking place now I'll hear the letter without being interrupted exclaimed Ed as he put on speed and escaped with the laughing girl who waved the missive above her head end of chapter 16 chapter 17 of the motor girls this is a LibriVox recording all LibriVox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit LibriVox.org the motor girls by Margaret Penrose chapter 17 a runaway auto when Cora finished reading Mary's letter to Ed which did not take long she looked up at him and asked well what do you think of it I err I think would you mind very much if I didn't tell you what I think of it he answered her in turn no she said slowly not if you don't care to but I thought perhaps Jack says you know who took the money she finished hurriedly she had wanted to get alone with Ed more to ask him this letter to him Ed started Jack said that he asked obviously to gain time yes I didn't exactly say that I said I had my suspicions he must have misunderstood me very likely Jack's rather impetuous then you don't know not exactly I'll not ask you whom you suspect Cora though it was hard work not to but she had her share of curiosity and she felt in a measure that suspicion for the robbery was upon her and her friends they were both rather sober after that and following a short ride around quiet streets Ed brought her home Walter and Jack were gone goodbye said Ed anyway if I make my suspicions a certainty I'll tell you before I do anyone else were you really yes when the Robinson girls called on Cora the next afternoon she had about completed her plans for the law and fate it was to be a novel affair and almost all the eligible young folks were to be invited all declared Cora except Sid Wilcox he simply shall not come but how can you leave him out question best especially as you are going to ask Ida and others in that set I simply will not have him insisted Cora and I don't care what anyone thinks about it he is too independent to be polite and I will not run the risk of having him offend someone secretly Cora was thinking of his last transgression and it afforded her no small consolation to note that her particular friends had not heard of the stolen ride Belle relaxing on the low in the library window just where the son could help her out on the rest theory was too deeply buried in thought to make rash comment on Cora's decision she wanted everything simply perfect and to shape plans with such precision was no easy matter of course you will ask the Sheldon's she finally ventured of course answered Cora but Belle we expected a more important remark on your part and the winters went on the serene one not noticing the bit of sarcasm yes and I have a new star said Cora quickly whoever do you imagine she can be I know declared best she is Paul's sister who told you demanded Cora not a soul Belle assured her to go out in your car with her this morning isn't she nice very but being nice is not her strongest point she is brainy oh side best then let's not take her up Belle has brains enough for one in town but Hazel isn't that kind isn't that a pretty name demanded Cora quickly she has a different sort of brains she is a student of nature biology and evolution to be exact perhaps she could tell what makes best so so fat suggested Belle with marked sarcasm or what makes you so thin retaliated best at any rate she is a very sweet girl declared Cora and I'm more anxious for you to meet her at the same time you will like her a lot better than you do me Cora Kimball exclaimed best as if anyone could be more likeable than you to us oh I don't know side Cora there's Jack well he's nice just because he's your brother replied best a bit awkwardly now for plans said Cora suddenly wishing to change the subject as it was becoming too personal we must get the cards out tomorrow everyone must be masked that's settled and we'll try to confine the characters too the Roman period interrupted Belle that will make it pretty I wonder how the boys will take it ask best I shouldn't wonder if they'll all come as gladiators or some such character as Nero added Belle as long as they don't try to emulate him on his burning Rome affair came from Cora and everyone must keep his or her costume a secret went on Belle who was nervous with enthusiasm I am not even going to let best know what mine will be alright sister replied best glancing at her tiny scrambled watch they'd prayed don't be too too spiritual that is if there were any Roman spirits there was Roman punch laugh Cora merrily I believe I would like to be Roman punch if it's not too strong and served up to begun best the gentleman with whom she was riding yesterday afternoon finished Belle the young lady going out motoring in a morning dress beheaded chimed in best and a laugh followed come to think of it girls spoke Cora making an effort to get back to the party I do not think we ought to confine this fate to any particular period suppose someone wants to be well say Priscilla and has been wanting to be all her life that's right agreed best it's just like you Cora to think all around the thing yes I vote for a mask fate any sort of a costume so long as we are masked Belle also agreed that this would be a better plan than the one first proposed and then the trio of girls busied themselves over the invitation list there was no time to spare as the doings must come off before Mrs Kimball's trip to Bermuda for which she was preparing a new field you must invite Ida ask best I am sure she is almost a certain to do something rude as Sid would be yes we had better have her declared Cora putting down Ida's name on the long list Ida is not really mean she is rather unfortunate and I think as she has been in Charlton so long it would be unkind to leave her out I hardly think she will come commented Belle she has been so so snippy lately well we'll ask her at any rate and now don't forget we are all to keep our costume secret I won't it be jolly, sung out best I can scarcely wait and to think of having it after dark without chaperones to look after us exclaimed Belle I doubt if some of the stiff girls will be allowed to come on that account then we'll have a better time without the stiffs declared the young hostess I'm sure our patronesses are protection enough the other is going to delay her trip a few days on purpose to be on hand oh of course Belle hurried to explain I think it is just perfectly alright and delicious but I was just speculating on the kind who may be jealous and is Paul coming asked best she was always so self-conscious when she asked a question like that I of course answered Cora and also his sister Hazel I particularly like them both and Jack who is met Paul agrees that he is a very nice young man expert opinion I suppose Mermin Belle they talked in jolly mood for some time longer and the twins were about to leave the home when a shout out in the street attracted their attention what's that asked Cora starting up run away look out for a run away the girls heard several persons shout it's the horse running away declared Belle let's stay where it's safe up here but Cora had started down the path and best followed her it's a run away motor a car exclaimed Cora it was a run about dashing along the avenue without a hand to guide it and as it gathered speed it swerved from side to side why it's Jack's car cried Cora as the auto flashed past her can he be hurt where is he oh Jack she started to run leaving best on the path I must stop it thought Cora it made running to a person or a teen and kill someone before she thought of the uselessness of her act she found herself running down the street along with the shouting crowd of men and boys as if she could catch up to an auto she hardly knew what she was doing oh can't someone stop it she cried turn off the power it must be stopped by Joe that's a plucky chap exclaimed a stranger there he's lost his hold he'll be run over a young man who had made a daring attempt to stop the run about was seen to be slipping beneath the wheels but as the car sped on he pulled himself up to the seat he grasped the wheel just in time to prevent the car from running up on the sidewall and an instant later he had shut off the power and applied the brakes why it said faster exclaimed Cora as she came up beside the halted run about oh Ed are you hurt I'm so glad you stopped Jack's car there might have been a bad accident oh I'm alright I nearly slipped out though how did it happen I don't know we were sitting on our pizza when we heard the cry and I saw the car speeding away where's Jack I don't know that either I'm afraid he's hurt the car doesn't seem to be damaged remarked a man who had been nearly run down the crowd rather disappointed on the whole that no accident had happened turned away Cora got in Jack's car beside Ed who started the machine back they were met half way to the Kimball home by Paul Hastings any damage done he called out as soon as he saw them he appeared very anxious none but it was a narrow squeak answered Ed where's Jack we took him home is he is he badly hurt no only a sprained leg I believe and some bruises the doctor is there how did it happen ask Cora quickly why Jack brought his machine to the garage to have a little repairing done I had finished it and he and I were in the office talking when a fellow named Lim Gildy came along Jack saw him do it and ran out trying to stop his runabout but he wasn't quick enough and was knocked down I hurried out to pick him up and forgot all about the runaway car until I had taken Jack home there was considerable excitement and there was a brand new car a very expensive one belonging to the blends in front of our garage and the runabout nearly crashed into it if it had the new machine would have been wrecked and what became of Lim Gildy asked Ed oh he sniffed off after whining out that he didn't mean any harm but I think he did he's a suspicious character hurry home I want to see Jack beg Cora Ed started Jack's runabout off again after telling Paul and down the street the handsome young chauffeur said he would presently call at the house and inquire after Jack Cora found her brother in bed where her mother had insisted that he go though he declared he was not hurt much Doctor Dearborn had examined him and said he would be alright in a few days oh weren't you awfully frightened by the suspicious who with her sister had remained at the Kimball home indeed I was but I knew the car had to be stopped and it was going some added Ed I can't see what motive Lim would have in starting the car said Cora I never knew him to be malicious only worthless I believe he planned this declared Paul who had just arrived why so asked Cora well he's been hanging around the garage for several days past and numbers of times I've ordered him away I heard him asking one of the men the other day how to throw in a clutch on a car like Jack's and that made me suspicious but what could his object be asked Ed rubbing one arm that was strained from his exertion stopping the car I believe him to be in the pay of someone declared Paul with flashing eyes and I believe his object was to get me into trouble as I told you there stood in front of the garage a valuable new car belonging to the blends their choker was about to take it out for a run if Jack's car started by Lim had smashed into it I would have been blamed for I ran the car out of the garage for their choker then I would have lost my position here and probably would not get that one in New City for the garage people would have blacklisted me oh mercy gasp out wouldn't that have been dreadful bad for me admitted Paul with a smile but I'm sorry Jack was hurt thank goodness it's no worse exclaimed Cora but Mr. Hostings whom do you think paid Lim to do such a mean thing I'd rather not say answer the young garage manager but I shall keep my ears and eyes open and if I find out what I suspect to be true well there will be trouble for somebody he spoke with flashing eyes and Cora looked at him admiringly well since we know how your brother is I think we'll be going Cora said best and she and her sister took their departure followed by Paul and Ed I wonder why Lim Gildy did that asked Cora of herself as she went to her room that night who is urging him on did he want to injure Jack well as make trouble for Paul well I'll have to give up thinking of it now she finished but like Paul I suppose I ought to say Mr. Hostings I'm going to keep my eyes and ears on the alert too end of chapter 17 chapter 18 of the motor girls this is a Libra Vox recording all Libra Vox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit Libra Vox.org the motor girls by Margaret Penrose chapter 18 The Garden Fate it was a perfect evening the very last of the perfect June days chelton lay like a contented babe in nature's lap contented but not asleep for it was the evening of the masked garden fate the bright coloured lanterns throughout the spacious grounds of the Kimball home flickered like eager fireflies and the splendid dancing platform erected on the broad lawn fairly glistened with its coat of wax under the strings of tiny electric lights that canopied the pavilion it was not deemed necessary to have anyone at the gate in chelton there were not many strangers and suppose some urchins did enter Korra said it would be a pity to deny them a glimpse of the pretty sight a tall Antonio in a garb of the most somber black strolled about hoping to find his portia Priscilla was there in her collar and cap but where was John Alden would the dainty little bow-peep who looked like a bisque doll ever find her strained sheep the motor togs along Lynn and Duster with a cap and goggles seemed the most convenient mask for so many young men who were not vain enough to want to don doubtlet and hose but there were some courtiers and they did look romantic perhaps that stout girl in the white empire gown with a baby cap on her head and a rattler around her neck might be best Robinson but the winter girls were both stout as stout as bis then that thin creature so tall that she suggested a section of sugarcane could she actually be in one piece might be Belle the psyched knot at the back of her head and the wreath of Wild Dollar certainly bespoke Belle what had Cora done whom had she impersonated there were many who wished to know this and there were so many pretty persons that very likely she might have taken a very simple character Cora disliked too much trouble where trouble did not seem to count that splendid figure of liberty might be she or that indolent Cleopatra on the rustic bench under the white birch tree she made a pretty picture but Cora would not pose as this one was doing the vacant seat beside the girl was too glaring an invitation for Cora to offer perhaps she might be that sapragate who went about demanding votes for women see there she is now holding up Mark Anthony a most attractive figure was Knight or Luna the colouring would have suited Cora the black hair and the silvery trimmings of the robe to represent the moon but it was not like Cora to seek the dark spots at the garden that her moonbeams might be the brighter the boys had a certain fancy for moonlight handmade I'll wager you are best whispered a very handsome Adonis in a real Greek costume all but the pedestal yes answered the girl with a tit up as you please but I pray you fair sir am I not a good milkmaid the best ever replied Adonis pray let us throw in yonder meadow slipping his hand into the bare arm of the milkmaid Adonis threw the figure down a path toward the small lake that was on the edge of the Kimball property now I have someone to talk to he declared with evidence satisfaction oh is that all replied the maid in some contempt I can't see just why I should fill in that way and she arose from her seat at the water's edge besides she added I hate Greeks they are so vain and with this she hurried after a girl in a nun's costume who was walking along the path to the pavilion well exclaimed the disappointed youth that was hard luck and just as I was going to say something nice too however it'll keep I suppose and he fired the two figures the nun and the milkmaid toward the dancing platform a vertebral rosebud was bowing on the porch to the row of unmasked patronesses several ladies of Mrs Kimball's set who had volunteered to help her receive the rosebud were a plated garb of rose pink petals about her waist and green velvet leaves about her throat the costume was so beautiful and the figure so graceful to say nothing at the natural rose perfume it exhaled that everyone stopped to admire the bell for the coutillion sounded and when the ribbons were cast to the gentleman it was the Greek Adonis who caught the blue end who would lead for his partner he walked up to the saucy milkmaid and claiming her by right proudly marched with her on his arm back to the centre of the platform a murmur of disapproval was heard why had he not chosen Cleopatra that Mark Antony was eagerly waiting and quickly sprung to the fair charmer's side Antonio the silent strode over to the market woman the height of incongruity a clown some assaulted to the rosebud Knight hung back she seemed particular with whom she danced and when a very handsomely proportion courtier stepped up to her she refused him with a toss of her head a star fell from her black tresses but the answer seemed final and the courtier walked away finally the music started and the dancers with it how delightful it was to be someone else and how splendidly Adonis lead at each turn where the walls varied the figures he affected a wonderful change of partners and it usually happened just when he was saying something most interesting to the young lady but this afforded a splendid chance for coquetry a very pardonable affection under a mask the little nun was creeping around the platform she seemed like a dark spirit in the midst of such merry making almost like a warning of a fate to come now the rosebud heard her partner whisper who is the nun past and the rosebud had for a partner Antonio who psych heard the nun ask of the same Antonio who is it to go to psych wondered what it meant with a quick move at the signal for a change Antonio was whirling off with the nun and psych was left without a partner and moments later Antonio came back to her I just wanted to see if I could make the little nun dance he whispered and I did all the way off the platform for she's gone she's standing there by the side of Adonis replied psych directly and she seems to be in the way soliciting Elms almost near Antonio that's her business I suppose psych was glad when the Wolves ended and at the next figure she came in contact with rosebud it was to be a ladies vocay and rosebud made the centerpiece with all the other pretty sprites in circle about her then the boys in an outer ring threw their flower chained hands in a circle thus each capturing a pretty partner the milkmaid fell into Antonio's arms he almost caught her up from the floor don't she objected as she felt his hands on her bare arm your hands are too damp they'll take all the starch out of my sleeves sign at the warm heart as he led her away Adonis was with rosebud what a charming couple they made and how perfectly they both danced close behind them fluttered night she was with the clown and seemed to enjoy the contrast one of the most distinguished masculine figures was higher water the Indian lad his face was made up and his bow and quiver hung grossfully at his back as he throwed about he had not danced but he was evidently having a most delightful time with the moon figure and buttercup at the intermission a general onslaught was made by the young men to penetrate the disguises worn by the ladies plagued awkward complained higher water emailed to a certain who Luna was I might be making love to my own sister snapped the girl laughing at the youth's disconfiture but won't you tell me just this he pleaded who on earth is the girl in the black robe the nun see there she goes off toward the lake with Antonio how can I tell answered Luna really want to know suppose we fire them great idea agreed the Indian there goes Rosebug and Adonis my but they are hitting the trail if you will pardon the language of an early settler suppose we go around this way then we can have a full view of both pairs in this mystery as you please answered Luna with some condescension as they started toward the little lake shall we sit here it was Adonis speaking to Rosebug she sunk down upon a rustic bench and instantly noticed a couple turned behind the spruce hedge they were both in black it was Antonio and the nun end of chapter 18 chapter 19 of the motor girls this is a LibriVox recording all LibriVox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit LibriVox.org the motor girls by Margaret Penrose chapter 19 a strange discovery Adonis and Rosebug sat for a while at the side of the miniature lake where the pretty little lights dimpled in the placid waters and where now a score of merry makers were clamoring for a ride in the tiny launch which Jack Kimball and his chums Ed and Walker had rigged up in order to add picturesqueness to the fate don't you want to take a sale ask the great youth your companion oh no indeed thank you I must leave that for the others you must and he assented the last word as if to penetrate her disguise by this act of deference to the others oh well she answered hesitatingly I never did care much for sailing to tell the truth especially in a tub I prefer a place where there is at least a room in which to dip my hands then let us walk he suggested I am anxious to see all over the grounds aren't they splendid just see that cave formed by the cedars back at the lighted path I declare this place looks like a real fairy land tonight I am glad you like it replied the girl she clapped her dainty hand over a masked mouth she was near to betraying her identity like it he repeated how could I do otherwise but in all this human garden there is no fairer flower than rosebud and he brought her hand reverently to his lips oh you you mustn't be too too gay she expostulated but she laughed as she said it you know the patronesses have specified there he exclaimed interrupting her it's alright rosebud and he tucked her arm within his own I will make love to the trees if it pleases you but let us walk about the grounds I am afraid the curtain will be suddenly rung down and leave us again just mortals I have felt that it was pretty very pretty she was entirely satisfied with herself and her friends then adonis wasn't he splendid and how courteous almost like the brave knights evolved they approached a spot gloomy with shadows from it they heard voices in a gentle murmur voices near what adonis gave involuntarily at the sound of one voice rosebud pressed her companion's arm she heard someone say I must go home at once I am so frightened there came an answering whisper but it was in tones that indicated a youth pleading I have I have done it again came the girls frighten whisper I did what you asked me to and I don't see why you don't take me home there was almost a sub in her voice what? just when I am having a fine time objected the other why don't you want to stay no one could have seen you drop it into hush caution the girl desperately oh you're just nervous that's all rosebud felt that she should not hear any more but she would either have to cross the path near the cave and allow the hidden ones to see her or she must wait until they had come out as if she and her companion retreated now they would make a noise on the gravel and it would be heard adonis seemed to understand the situation and whispered to his companion stay they'll be gone for a moment he drew her father back into the shadows if you don't take me home continued the girl in the cedar cave I'll ask someone else too I certainly shall not stay until supper and have to unmask I dare not just as you like was the cool response and I risked it all for you at this time well I'm going to make it up to you said her companion there was a movement of the cedars and two figures emerge from amid the trees they crossed the path they were Antonio and Manon rosebud drew adonis father back from the path the others passed on without seeing them and at once begun talking gaily and merrymaking with the rest that rosebud and adonis detected the false note in their laughter adonis pressed the little warm hand on his sleeve do you know them he asked I suspect them she replied so do I he almost asked and with good reason I have just found something in my pocket in your pocket yes quite a bulky package I did not notice it until this moment but how don't ask me how it got there it's just there I did not even know there was a pocket in this cloak I wore whoever put the package there was more clever than I but what is it I'm going to look Cora then you know me Ed as you do me did you think you could deceive me I hope to but the package what does it contain we will look together he led her to a dangling electric light drew something from the folds of his cloak and unwrapped the paper then he gave an exclamation of surprise $10,000 of my missing bonds he whispered really Ed he extended them to her oh Ed I'm so glad so am I yet I have been suspecting it suspecting it yes I may as well admit it a blade I have not worried about my loss recently I have been convinced that it would come back and you see I was right but this is only half of it I know that the rest will come it is not so easy to return the cash but who could have slipped it into your pocket don't you know Cora can't you guess after what we heard that the nun exactly and she is that is a mystery as yet but I have my suspicions she brushed past me in a crowd and I thought I felt a hand upon my velvet cloak but as I never suspected the garment contained a pocket I gave it no further thought had I the remotest idea what had happened there might have been a disturbance but the talk we heard just now gave me a clue hush exclaimed Cora and she shivered slightly in costume here come Paul and Belle I have penetrated their disguises isn't Paul splendid as Mark Anthony and Belle makes a perfectly classical psych and Walter with a veiled hint of jealousy in his tones it was horrid of him to play the clown but I like him best in some such humble role spoke it I wish you had not discovered me went on Cora it would be such fun to hear things and say things in some other character than ourselves but I could not find even in the Rosebud a fairer type than that of Jack's real sister he replied gallantly there's the suppergong exclaimed Cora and I must hurry away as I have my duties to look after oh but I'm so glad about the money I wish it were all back are you going to make this public I don't know we'll talk about it again well run along now commanded the girl with a pretty air of superiority why don't you join in with that milkmaid and Pocahontas they are charming both of them I think I will just run along with Rosebud he answered and he drew her arm more firmly within his own as they advanced toward the ferry tables set about all over the lawn where as the repast was served masks were suddenly taken off and the merry makers were treated to many surprises oh cried the pretty milkmaid to hire Woffa how could you Jack Kimball oh answered Jack who had quite recovered from his little auto accident oh how could you Bess and you know perfectly well you did squeeze my hand once oh you horrible I did not well you may now if you like and he extended it but Bess drew back and to think cried the beautiful Psyche Belle Robinson that I have actually been letting a perfectly strange chap make love to you added Paul helping her out for Paul was Mark Anthony and had spent considerable time with Belle oh cried the girl recovering herself quickly was that making love and she looked actually at him I rather hoped it was replied grimly Knight Hazel you must know had been flitting around with hire Woffa and the clown but toward the end the latter had attached himself to her to the exclusion of the Indian youth and now Walter Pennington with a shake of his head which set all the foolish little bells to ringing told Paul's sister how delighted he was to renew his acquaintance with her Adonis and Rosebud had a table directly under the umbrella tree I must run indoors for a second Cora whispered to Ed when the Isis were being passed I want to speak to Jack I just saw him going in may I come with me yes you see those bonds are burning a hole in my lace handkerchief and I wish Jack would put them in the safe in the house why certainly come along but see there is Antonio and the nun is not with him yes spoke Ed I saw her going away with Priscilla Priscilla yes and John Elden never spoke for himself Priscilla murmured Cora do you know who she was no who Mary Downs Mary why I thought she was out of town she was but she came back today and I helped her fix up a costume and so the nun went off with her Cora walked slowly toward the house Ed following End of Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 20 The Aftermath All LibraBox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit LibraBox.org The MotorGirlz By Margaret Pinkle Chapter 20 The Aftermath Ed Foster and Jack Kimball until quite late that night, long after the merry-makers had departed. If you suspect who put the bonds into your pocket, Jack was saying, don't you think the easiest way to clear it up would be directly to accuse the suspect? No, answer dead, for I feel that it will all come out shortly without any unnecessary publicity. You see, the money and bonds may only have been, oh well, let's say borrowed, just as many banks are robbed, or the person who took it may have thought that there was only a small sum in the wallet, and finding such a large one probably became terribly frightened and did not know what to do. Well, of course it's your affair, return Jack, and looked thoughtful, but in a measure it affects my sister. It never did affect your sister, Jack, and never can. I am sorry about the wallet being found in her car, but there never was the most remote. Oh I know, of course not, on your part, but others. No one ever really suspected her, and what is more, I have it from her own lips that she would rather not have the guilty ones punished, for she thinks, as I do, that the money and bonds were not taken as a deliberate robbery. Well, what are you going to do, wait? Yes, I shall invest these bonds so they will be safe, and then let time do the rest. I do not think we shall have long to wait. They have been holding the bank stock for me, so I have not really suffered thus far. Well, you certainly are a cool one, complimented Jack. If I thought someone had my money, some coward, as this person must be, to keep silent all this while, I would never sleep until I had it back. Ed smiled rather indulgently and indifferently. Well, you see, he went on. I have gotten along so many years without the use of that twenty thousand dollars that I did not miss it when it was taken. Of course, I am losing interest on it, but I can easily make that up. Then suppose we retire, suggested Jack. The Ed was to be his guest for the remainder of the night. I am actually sweltering in these talks. Aren't you in a hurry to get back into yourself and be just Ed Foster? No, I rather like being Adonis. I fancy I like him infinitely more than I cotton to that foster chap, and he laughed. Well, you made a hit, complimented Jack. Thanks. Ed stood up and surveyed himself in a pure glass. He laughed at the figure he presented, but there was a serious look upon his handsome face. Fancy Adonis being serious. You also made good, Jack, he said, after a pause. I don't know when I've seen a braver brave. Do you ever expect to get that stuff off your face in time to go back to college? I guess it will wear off. If it doesn't, I'll use gasoline from the auto tank or take a steam bath at some lady beauty doctor's establishment. He rubbed his countenance vigorously with his handkerchief. If it doesn't remove, he added, I'll tell him I've got the jointers. Did you see Sid this evening? Asked Ed. I thought I saw him and then I wasn't sure. He wasn't invited. Whom do you think he was? I, well, I wouldn't be sure, either, answered Ed evasively. I saw so many chaps about his size and build that it was hard to distinguish. Hastings was splendid, wasn't he? I like that fellow. So do I. He's perfectly square and measures up all right. I managed to get the order for the Robinson's twins auto for him. You did? Yes. You know, he's going to represent the Whitehall automobile concern from the first of the month over in New City going to take one of their cars across country. You know, he was mighty pleased to get the order. It was Cora's idea, of course. She is just full of such ideas, almost thinking of other people. That's right. She never does lose a chance to do a fellow a good turn. I suppose she told you about the ride when she and Paul outdid Sidney Wilcox. No, but Paul did. Wasn't that plucky of her? And Jack themed with admiration. Cora has a lot more courage than have some fellows I know. Indeed, she has. And Ed's voice was earnest. The tall clock was chiming too when the young men left the library. They had so many things in common that they talked like two girls. Just as they passed the hall door, they were startled by a quick step on the random. Hello, who's that? Asked Jack, hurrying to the portal. It's me, Paul Hastings, answered a voice outside. And as Jack swung open the door, the young chauffeur, who was still in his costume, entered. He seemed greatly excited. I was afraid you'd be in bed, he panted. And I ran until I'm all out of breath. But what's the matter? Asked Ed. Come on in and sit down, invited Jack. We're not particular whether we go to bed or sit up the rest of the night. Come and join us. But has anything happened? No, I can't say. And Paul leaned against the door. But I found this in my coat pocket. It's a diamond ring. I was nearly home when I discovered it. I thought some of the girls or ladies might be frantic over the loss. So I hurried back with it. He handed over the sparkling object. Phew. That's a beauty, exclaimed Jack. A new one too. Look Ed. If that isn't an engagement ring, I'll eat my wall club. Now, what young lady, do you suppose, could have used our grounds, our hospitality and eaten of our swell supper with the malicious afterthought of becoming pledge to unite herself in the holy bonds of matrimony? Who could have done it? And then to lose the guarantee that goes with it? It's past belief. It certainly is new, said Ed, critically examining the ring with its sparkling stone. About a carrot and a half, I should say. Never cost less than three hundred dollars. Whoever bought it must have plenty of cash. But how on earth did it get into your pocket, Paul? Ed was rapidly thinking of something that had happened to him that night. That's what gets me, replied Paul. Of course, these costume rings are full of holes and corners. A girl might have been dancing with me, and the ring may have slipped from her finger into my pocket. Perhaps it was too large for her being new, but I did not notice that I danced with anyone wearing it. Still, it might have happened that way, admitted Jack, especially if she kept the stone turned in so no one would see it. That's a trick they have. At any rate, she is sure to come back here for it, went on Paul, and I wanted to save her any possible anxiety. I hope it belongs to some real nice girl, and if it does, don't forget to say that I found it. And you might add that I would be glad to receive a small reward in the shape of permission to show the aforesaid pretty girl the sights around here in the auto. I am soon to run. All right, laughed Jack. That would be some sort of reward, but as for myself, I must confess, I would prefer a smile of gratitude. Just fancy the girl receiving back her ring. Won't she flop over in a sheer state of collapse? Have you looked inside the ring? Asked Ed. There might be a name or initials in it. Never thought of it, admitted Paul. Hazel, who was with me when I found it, made me hurry right back, and I didn't get a chance. Jack led the circle and holding it close to a dropped light. He peered closely at it. By joke, he exclaimed, there are initials. Whose are stead? IG. Whose are they? IG. Why, of course. IG. Idagiles. Whoever would have thought it. Idagiles, with an engagement ring. And why not? Queery dead. Is an IDA the bright red, dashing sort? Lots of fellows would call her dashing, and from what I have seen of her tonight, she certainly is bright. Well, of all things, exclaimed Jack, who seemed unable to get over it, and you're on her side, are Ed? Why, man, not a fellow in the whole of Chelten ever got through more than one dance with her, except Sid Wilcox, and I can't see why he sticks to her. Then the Chelten fellows are slow, commented Ed, as he critically examined the ring. I think Idag is quite taking. Was she here tonight? asked Paul. She was invited, replied Jack, for I saw her name on one of the bids Cora sent out, but I did not have the pleasure of a personal interview with her this evening, and so I can't say whether she was here or not. Well, remarked Paul, moving toward the door, I guess I'll be leaving again. Take care of the ring, Jack, and don't forget to give the lady who calls for it my regards. And so, Jack, please thank your sister for me for getting the order for that car for the Robinson's. I'm going after it tomorrow morning. No, I mean this morning. It's after three o'clock now. Oh, I'm sure Cora was only too glad to be able to get you the chance. And thank you also. I know the part you had in it. Oh, I didn't do anything. It was all Cora. Though, of course, Bess Robinson would deny me nothing. Added Jack and laughed. She thinks I'm simply perfect. I heard her tell Cora so, and Jack walked up and down in pretend itself admiration, while the others threatened to pick him up and toss him out into the cold moonlight, where they said he belonged in that particular state of lunacy. Ida's ring, used Jack after he had calmed down, just plain Ida. Now, if it had only been Bess, Belm, or Hazel. No, no, protested Paul. Well, all right, as sent to Jack. Ida's, it is. He wrapped the ring carefully in paper and put it in his pocket. I'll take the best of care of it, Paul, of course, and I'll also collect the reward for you and hand it over personally. You can trust me for that. But I wonder why we haven't had some inquiries from Ida before this. Maybe she's so unused to it that she hasn't missed it, suggested Ed. No girl is ever unused to her first engagement ring, declared Paul. Well, I'm going. Good night. This finding of things in pockets is growing interesting, remarked Ed, when the door had closed on Paul. I wonder if any of the girls found valuables in their costumes. Hardly, declared Jack. No one could ever find their pockets to drop anything in, but I'll put this in the safe and market to be kept until called for. Won't Cora and the other girls be surprised? And he slammed the iron door shut, having, by an odd chance, dropped the diamond circulate into the very compartment that contained the bonds, so strangely returned to Ed. End of Chapter 20