"
"But Patience would never dare--"
"Wouldn't she!" Pauline exclaimed. "Jim brought Bedelia 'round about
eleven and when I came out a few moments later, she was gone and so was
Patience. Jim's out looking for them. We traced them as far as the
Lake road."
"I'll go hunt, too," Tom offered. "Don't you worry, Paul; she'll turn
up all right--couldn't down the Imp, if you tried."
"But she's never driven Bedelia alone; and Bedelia's not Fanny."
However, half an hour later, Patience drove calmly into the yard,
Towser on the seat beside her, and if there was something very like
anxiety in her glance, there was distinct triumph in the way she
carried her small, bare head.
"We've had a beautiful drive!" she announced, smiling pleasantly from
her high seat, at the worried, indignant group on the porch. "I tell
you, there isn't any need to 'hi-yi' this horse!"
"My sakes!" Miranda declared. "Did you ever hear the beat of that!"
"Get down, Patience!" Mrs. Shaw said, and Patience climbed obediently
down. She bore the prompt banishment to her own room which followed,
with seeming indifference. Certainly, it was not unexpected; but when
Hilary brought her dinner up to her presently, she found her sitting on
the floor, her head on the bed.
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