"Well, then, let's get out of this," and Lena's sharp elbows forced a passage through the crowd that was increasing every minute, as the rumour of fire spread. She turned to old Nancy. "We'll get you on a car--My goodness, Eva, catch hold of her _quick_! We must get her into the drug store there on the corner," she ended as she saw the old woman's face. They got her into the drug store somehow, and then for the first time in her life Nancy Rextrew fainted; and great was her mortification when she came to herself and realised what had happened. "My soul and body!" she muttered. "I always did despise women that didn't know no better than to faint, an' now I'm one of 'em. Gi' me my Injy shawl an' let me get away. Yes, I be well enough to go home, too!" She struggled to her feet, and snatching her bonnet from Eva, crammed it on her head anyhow, fumbling with the strings while she swayed dizzily. "Here, let me tie them," Eva said gently. "You sit down so I can reach." She tied the strings very slowly, pulled the old bonnet straight and drew the India shawl over the thin shoulders, taking as much time as she could, to give the old woman a chance to pull herself together. "I'll take her home," Lena said. "No, you won't--that's my job!" Eva spoke with unusual decision, and Lena promptly yielded. "Well--I guess you're right. I guess if it hadn't been for her----" "Yes," said Eva, and her look made further words unnecessary. The three walked out to the car a few minutes later. The fire in the picture theatre had been quickly put out, and already the crowd in the street was melting away. Nancy looked up and down the wide avenue brilliant with its many electric lights; then as she saw the car coming she turned to Lena, her pale face crinkling into sudden laughter. "I don't care--it was worth it!" she declared. "I've lived more to-night than I have in twenty years before. I loved every minute of it--the pictures an' the fire an' everything. But see here--" she leaned down and whispered in the girl's ear,--"don't you let any feller put his arm round you like the man did round that girl that set in front of us--don't you do it!" "I guess _not_!" retorted the girl sharply. "I ain't that kind." "That's right, that's right! An'--an' do come an' see me again some time--do, dearie!" the old woman added over her shoulder as the conductor pulled her up the high step of the car. Eva followed her. "I'm going to see she gets home all right," she said, and Lena waved her hand as the car passed on. "An' to think her sharp old eyes saw that!" Lena thought with a chuckle as she turned away. "An' me all the time thinkin' she didn't see anything but the pictures. Well, you never can tell. But she's a duck, an' it's her gets my nickels--angel or no angel. And to think how she kidnapped us--the old dear," and Lena went on laughing to herself.