“Scorch?”
“Mr. Gordon’s office boy.”
“Humph!”
“And I am not related to Mr. Gordon,” explained Nancy, wishing to be perfectly open and aboveboard. “But Mr. Gordon has always looked after me and—and I didn’t know but I might be of some use to him if he is alone and injured.”
“Ahem!” returned the Senator, grimly. “I do not know that I quite approve. I cannot understand what your principal was thinking of when she let you two girls come off alone on such an errand. But——Ahem! I will see you when we arrive at Cincinnati.”
Jennie had not said a word during this conversation. She waited until Senator Montgomery had gone along the aisle and was out of earshot. Then she seized Nancy’s arm suddenly.
“I’ve got it!” she whispered.
“Ouch! Got what?” demanded Nancy, striving to free her arm.
“I see it all!”
“Then let me see a little of it, Jennie. And, goodness me, dear! don’t pinch so. What do you mean?”