said good-night and left with her brother.

They had had such a splendid time at the garage. It was the run
back home, over the railroad embankment, that had caused all their
flurry and excitement. And, though they had not left the auto
salesrooms until five minutes before the time Cora had appointed for
her brother to meet her, they had actually managed to reach home
before Jack called, so that he could have no suspicion of their
visit to the garage.

Paul Hastings, the young man whom they had encountered on their
visit to the automobile place, had proved a most interesting
youth--he appeared to know many things besides the good and bad
points of the average car.

Mr. and Mrs. Perry Robinson, parents of the Robinson twins, happened
to be out that evening, so that, even to them, the visit to the
garage was a profound secret, and there was no need of making any
explanations.

That night, in her sleep, Elizabeth was heard to mutter "The clutch!
Throw in the clutch!"

And Isabel actually answered, also in dream language:

"Jam down the brake!"

But Cora, across the fields, in her own cool, out-of-doors sleeping
apartment, built on a broad porch, did not dream. She just
slumbered.