The Motor Girls on Waters Blue - Or the Strange Cruise of the Tartar by Margaret Penrose
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"And now for bed," sighed Cora. "I wonder if one dreams in San Juan any differently than in Chelton?" "Cheerful Chelton!" cried Bess. "Doesn't it seem far away!" All the rooms of our party were near together on the same corridor, Bess, Belle and Cora having connecting apartments. They left the doors open between, and it was due to this that Cora heard, soon after falling into a light doze, the voice of Belle calling her. "Cora! Cora!" came the entreaty. "Yes--what is it?" asked Cora, sleepily. "Some one is in my room!" hissed Belle, in a stage whisper. "Oh!" cried Cora, and she sat up suddenly, and pulled the cord of the electric light. CHAPTER XII LEFT ALONE The flood of radiance from the electric light shone from Cora's room, |
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