CHAPTER XIII

THE STOLEN RIDE


Cora was of a very independent character. She felt that she had
done right, and she did not care who knew it. But, for all that, she
could not help whispering to herself:

"I'm glad Sid didn't see me bringing Paul here. He evidently
thought he had plenty of time. He didn't look my way, and, besides,
I had my veil down." Sid had disappeared after Paul.

She decided that she would not wait in the main street for Paul, as
he might be kept some time, but would spin through the park. She was
about to start when Sid Wilcox reappeared. His face showed his
anger, but at the sight of Cora in her car he called up a smile to
his countenance.

"Why, good-morning," he said pleasantly, stepping up to the auto.
"You look as though you had been speeding," for her face was flushed
from the wind.

"A little," was her smiling response. She could afford to smile
now.

"Waiting for some one?" he asked.

"Yes."