Evelyn can't get
cold. I'll keep her done up to the tip of her nose, and be so devoted
nobody else will have a chance to worry her. Say she may go. Don't you
see the disappointment would be worse for her than the trip?"
"You artful pleader, I'm not sure but it would. If Doctor Churchill
agrees, Evelyn, I'll let you try it. On one condition, Jeff--that you
really do get back by midnight. For a girl who has been put to bed for
weeks at nine that's late enough."
Evelyn went about all day with a lighter step than her friends had yet
seen her assume.
"Now remember, I trust her absolutely to your care," Charlotte said to
Jeff that evening, as he appeared, his arms full of accessories for
making his charge comfortable.
Evelyn, in furs and heavy coat, smiled at her escort. "I'm not a bit
afraid," she said. "Oh, what a beautiful night! The moon is out. Is that
the sleigh coming up the street now, with all those horns? What fun!"
"I want to put Miss Lee right in the middle of everything!" Jeff called
out, as the sleighload stopped. "I'm particularly requested not to let a
breath of frost strike her.
Pages:
207
208
209
210
211
212
213
214
215
216
217
218
219
220
221
222
223
224
225
226
227
228
229
230
231