"Phoebe Wise!" exclaimed Rebecca, "how ken you laugh so? I wouldn't hev the weight of sech a thing on my mind fer a good deal." "Well, Rebecca," tittered her sister, "I didn't have it on my mind yesterday, did I?" "Course not--but----" "An' won't it be yesterday for us mighty soon--yes, an' a heap longer ago than that?" She laughed again merrily and began to climb over the wall, a proceeding not rendered easier by the various articles in her hands. A few minutes later the two women had joined Copernicus within his mysterious machine and were standing in the brightly lighted antechamber at the head of the stairs. "Well--well!" cried Droop, as he caught sight of the two women for the first time in the light. "Where ever did ye get them funny dresses? Why, your sleeves is all puffed out near the shoulders!" "These are some of our old dresses," said Rebecca. "They was made in 1891, an' we thought they'd prob'bly be more in the fashion back in 1892 when we get there than our newer dresses." "Never mind our dresses, Mr. Droop," said Phoebe. "Where can we put down all these things? My arms are breakin' off." "Right here, Cousin Phoebe." Droop bustled over to the state-rooms, opening both the doors at once. "Here's a room apiece fer ye. Take yer choice." "Oh, but where'll you sleep?" said Phoebe. "P'raps Rebecca and I'd better have one room together." "Not a bit of it," said Droop. "I'll sleep on one o' them settles under the windows. They're real comfortable." "Well--just as you say." The sisters entered their rooms and deposited their bundles, but Phoebe returned at once and called to Droop, who had started down the stairs. "Mr. Droop, you've got to start right straight off. Mrs. Allen knows 't you've carried off the trunk and she's comin' after us with Si Pray an' a gun." Just then they heard the loud barking of a dog. He was apparently running rapidly down the lane. "Sakes alive!" cried Phoebe, in alarm. "Slam to that door, Copernicus Droop! Si has let his dog loose an' he's on your tracks!" The baying was repeated--now much nearer. Droop clattered frantically down the stairs, and shut the door with a bang. At the next moment a heavy body leaped against it, and a man's voice was heard close at hand. "Sic um, Touser, sic um! Where is he, boy?" Up the stairs went Copernicus two steps at a time. He dashed into the anteroom, pale and breathless. "Lie down on the floor!" he shouted. "Lie down or ye'll get throwed down. I'm agoin' to start her!" By this time he had opened the engine-room door. The two women promptly lay flat on their backs on the carpet. Droop braced himself firmly and had just grasped the starting lever when a cry from Rebecca arrested him. "Copernicus Droop--hold on!" she cried. He turned to her, his face full of anxious fear. Rebecca lay on her back with her hands at her sides, but her head was raised stiffly from the floor.