room on top floor of the hotel, where he can't get out 'n' leave us to
hold the bag, don't you see. He almos' cried an' said you'd be waitin'
at the church or--or something like that bally song, don't you know, an'
as a lash reshort, to keep him quiet like a good ferrer--feller, we said
we'd come an' get you an' 'splain everything saffis--sasfac--ahem!
sassisfac'rly."

She looked at then with burning eyes. Slow rage was coming to the
flaming point; And for this she had sat and suffered for hours in a
street restaurant! For this! Her eyes fell upon the limp horses and the
dejected stable-boy. Two hours!

"You will release him at once!" she stormed. "Do you hear? It is
outrageous!"

Without another word to the dazed trio, she rushed to the curb and
commanded the boy to assist her into the saddle. He did so, in stupid
amazement. Then she instructed him to mount and follow her to the Tirol
as fast as he could ride. The horses were tearing off in the darkness a
moment later.

The three guardians stood speechless until the clatter died away in the
distance. Then Mr. Rodney pulled himself together with an effort and
groaned in abject horror.

"By thunner, the damn girl is stealin' somebody's horshes!"