"Very soon," said the Vicar smiling.
And in a short time, the little girls were packed into a high dog-cart, which a sturdy farmer drove swiftly along in the direction of home.
[CHAPTER VII]
A LETTER TO TOM
IT was a long drive, and both children slept soundly on the way.
At last they reached the Rectory. Mrs. Garland came out to meet them.
"Oh, you pickles!" she said, "Did you realise how anxious you were making us? If the telegram had not come, we should all be out now, scouring the country!"
"Did Chris come home?" asked Harebell.
"No. Did you not have him with you? Andrews has been round here inquiring for you; but thanks to the wire, I was able to tell him you were safe."
"Oh!" cried Harebell in real distress, "Chris is lost, what shall I do!"