He gently waved it back. "I am very glad to go," he said. "It is nothing. I would much rather be walking than be sitting still waiting."
"Oh, but you must take it," insisted Rosalie. "I shall not feel satisfied unless you do. I should not be willing to have any stranger do an errand like that for nothing."
In the darkness, she could not see the smile with which the young man accepted the silver piece which she pressed upon him.
"Thank you," he said quietly, and immediately left the car.
Rosalie followed him. "You understand," she said, "that I want the carriage from Buckley's to come to the end of the line as soon as possible?"
He lifted his hat saying, "Very well, miss," and walked away.
"You'd better come inside, girls," said Rosalie. "It is warm in the car and as cold as charity outside, and I do believe it is beginning to snow. You mustn't stay out there another minute! I've sent for a carriage."
"You have? How did you send?" asked Janet.
"I found a young man who was willing to go to the club and telephone to the stable for me. I hope he'll not decide to pocket my twenty-five cents and then not go near the club."
The three girls entered and warmed themselves by the fire. They seemed to be the only passengers for this late trip, unless the young man should return.