"You are a very impudent young lady," growled the director.

"I may be a plain spoken one," said Ruth, not at all alarmed by the man's
manner. "I don't know how you would have felt had Miss Gray been drowned.
I should think you would think of _that_!"

But the man seemed more disturbed about the delay to the picture that was
being taken.

"I shall expect you to be ready bright and early in the morning, Miss
Gray!" he shouted as the automobile moved off. The young actress, half
fainting in the tonneau between the Briarwood Hall girls, did not hear
him.

It was several miles to the Red Mill, and Ruth, worried, said: "I'm afraid
Tom will catch cold, Helen."

"And--and this po--poor girl, too," stammered Tom's sister, as the car
jounced over a particularly rough piece of road.

Hazel Gray opened her eyes languidly, murmuring: "I shall be all right,
thank you! Just drive to the hotel----"

"What hotel?" asked Ruth, laughing.

"In Cheslow. I don't know the name of it," whispered Hazel Gray. "Is there
more than one?"

"There is; but you'll not go all the way to Cheslow in your condition,"