"If they don't come by one it will look as if
something had happened."
"Oh, they're at the irresponsible age. When they come they'll say, 'Why,
we didn't dream it was so late!'"
"Jeff's not irresponsible when he gives a promise. He never breaks one,"
Charlotte answered, confidently.
"This storm would make the roads heavy. Even if they started on time,
they would have to travel twice as slowly as when they went. Stop
worrying, dear; it's not in character for you."
Charlotte closed her lips, but when the clock struck one her eyes spoke
for her. "Evelyn is so delicate," they said, mutely, and Andy answered
as if she had spoken.
"Evelyn is wrapped too heavily to be cold. Besides, they'll all take
care of her. She won't come to any harm, I'm sure of it. They'll be here
before half-past-one, I'm confident, and then we can antidote any chill
she may have got."
But at half-past-one there was still no sign of the sleighing party.
Moreover, the storm was steadily increasing; it had become what is known
as a "blizzard." Even in the protected suburban street the drifts were
beginning to show size, and the arc-light at the corner was almost lost
to view through the downfall.
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