Automobiles -- Juvenile fiction; Detective and mystery stories; Girls -- Societies and clubs -- Juvenile fiction
Duncan put his hand out to the old squire. "Here, squire," he said.
"I do this openly. I want you to take this, not as a bribe, but as a
personal gift, which I have a perfect right to offer you. You are
doing me a kindness, and also this young lady a kindness, and the one
most concerned is a helpless little creature who waits until I reach
Chelton to know whether or not she is to be made perfectly well, so to
speak. Not that I am the one to say that, but because a noted
specialist will wait for all the other doctors. It's a long stony, but
I will let you know how we make out if I beat that sharper into
Chelton."
Cora couldn't speak. She, too, put out her hand to the old squire, who
was wiping his eyes and shaking his head against Duncan's gift.
Finally the young doctor prevailed upon him, and then once more they
started on their mad run for Chelton.
CHAPTER XXVII
AGAINST THE LAW
Two hours later Cora almost fell into the arms of her brother--so
overstrained were her nerves after the exciting ride.
"Oh, Jack," she exclaimed, "I had the awfullest time! It is very well
to be a girl and imitate boys in the matter of risking; but I say,
Jack, it is always risky."
"Well, I am glad you have found that out, little girl," answered the
brother, putting her comfortably down in the big armchair. "What's the
particular risk now? No more stolen girls?"
"Oh, that was your part," she said, laughing. "And, by the way, I hear
you are quite a successful kidnaper."
"Not so bad. But you should have seen the time we had to get Wren to
the sanitarium. She didn't want to leave here, and had a mortal fear
of a hospital. But how are you?" and he looked into her flushed face.
"I declare it seems moons since I've seen you."
"And all the other planets since I saw you, Jack. I wonder will I ever
have the courage to tell you all about it?"
"Wouldn't the courage just naturally come on my side? I would have to
listen--"
"Oh, no. You don't have to--"
"There you go! Home ten minutes and picking a fight--"
"Jack Kimball!"
"Cora Kimball!"
Then they both laughed. It was jolly even to play at quarreling, and
be real brother and sister again.
"Well, I have so little time, Jack, I must be serious. You know we
have to get back to Breakwater to-night. We are to fetch you, and Ed
and Walter and Clip--"
"Oh, you don't say! In a suit case or a la hamper? Ed is literally
cut up about all the girls being out of town at once. He would fit in
the shirt box, I fancy. But Wallie--he seems to have expanded. I
doubt if you could manage him--"
"Oh, you ridiculous boy! Come on. Run after me while I get through
the house. I must see dear old Margaret. How is she treating you?"
"First-rate, for Margaret. She only starved me out of the midnight
rations twice--"
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