Automobiles -- Juvenile fiction; Detective and mystery stories; Girls -- Societies and clubs -- Juvenile fiction
"I am not going to trust him, though," decided Cora. "One experience
with Mr. Minus is enough for me. Shout to Ed to come over. I must
hurry."
Cora's invitation to go to Breakwater came almost as a shock, Ed
declared, but coming from Cora he would accept. Consequently he
hurried the ram to its quarters, and, agreeing to look up Walter, the
girl was left to pay her visit to Hazel.
"We fellows will start from here about daybreak," Jack decided, "and we
will reach Breakwater about ten o'clock. That's the time Doc Bennet
gave me for the official gun to go off."
It happened that Ed knew the young doctor slightly, so that he took
Jack's urgent "appeal" as coming from the actual host.
"I told you he would be glad to join the Motor Girls' Club," remarked
Jack, while Ed was exchanging civilities with Cora. "He's just been
pining around here like a lost--"
"Now, Jack, be square," interrupted the handsome young man, whom Cora
thought had actually grown handsomer in the days since she had last
seen him. "I never pine. I growl--just plain growl."
"You take me over to Hazel's, Jack?" asked Cora. "Then you may go
along and help look for Walter. I must meet Dr. Bennet at two-thirty.
And then, I wonder, will we be able to get back to Breakwater by six."
She was thinking of her experience coming out to Chelton; also she kept
on the lookout for Mr. Reed. He had hinted that there were interesting
things developing in Chelton just then. He had said openly that his
interest and Cora's were mutual. Would he again molest her?
With this thought she determined not to get too far away from Jack.
She would have him call at the Hastings' house for her.
And the Roland, Reed & Company lawyers knew that Cora Kimball was a
leader among the motor girls the club that had avowed its purpose of
finding the book, as well as the table.
All this was complicated and involved, but to the shrewd lawyers, Cora
knew the working out of the details was merely a matter of opportunity.
Having failed to prove Wren a subject for some "shut-in" institution,
these same lawyers were now engaged on another scheme, that of trying
to show that the child was detained against her will, and was actually
in the possession of Cora Kimball.
Jack had told Cora all this, trying to make it a matter of small
importance, and laughing at Rob Roland's initial performance, as Jack
put it; but Cora felt that it was no laughing matter, and that at least
the happiness of two persons--Mrs. Salvey and her delicate little
daughter--was involved.
Cora and Jack were on the road, and Jack had cranked up. Ed, having
made the ram secure in the field, was about to walk to his own
lodgings. Suddenly a flash of red swept across the streak of brown
highway. Cora recognized it instantly as Dr. Bennet's car.
He was coming at such a pace that in drawing up the gears and brakes of
his machine protested with unpleasant, grinding sounds.
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