"Oh, Cora!" moaned Belle. "What has happened?"

"Cora, darling," cried Maud, "who has frightened you?"

"Cora Kimball," called Daisy, "have you been drinking too much
tea?"

"Too little," murmured Cora. "Will some of you girls leave off
biting the air, and make a good cup of tea?"

There was a wild rush for the alcohol lamp; every one wanted to
make the good cup of tea.

"I saw a runabout moving away as we came up," said Ray. "I hope,
Cora, your caller was not obnoxious."

"Oh, just an autoist," replied Cora indifferently. "I did not
take the trouble to brew tea for one solitary man." The color was
coming back into her cheeks now, and with the return of animation
her scattered senses attempted to seize upon the strange
situation.

Jack and Clip to be arrested for abduction!

Could that fellow have known what he was saying?

If only Jack would call her up on the telephone. She had left
word for him to do so, no matter how late the hour might be when
he should return home.