Yes, it was Merriwell who had stopped the horses. He gave them his entire attention till he had them quite under subjection. Then other men came to his assistance, and he could leave them for a moment.
Frank stepped back to the carriage, politely lifting his hat, and saying:
“I trust neither of you is harmed, ladies? Your driver——”
He stopped, staring, astonished, wondering. The golden-haired girl was gazing at him in unspeakable admiration.
“Elsie!” he gasped.
For it was Elsie Bellwood! Then he glanced at the lady at Elsie’s side.
“Mrs. Parker! Well, this is a surprise!”
Mrs. Parker had been ready to faint, but now she recovered enough to say:
“How can we ever thank you, Mr. Merriwell? You saved our lives! There is no doubt of it!”