“Yes, I was successful. I’ve found Gale.”
“She isn’t——” Valerie began fearfully.
“She is perfectly happy,” he said.
“Thank goodness!” Carol sighed, inadequately expressing the feelings of them all.
“But you don’t look very happy about it,” Janet put in. “Did you bring her home with you?”
“No, I couldn’t bring her home with me,” Brent said, carefully tearing a straw into minute bits with his finger, “you see, she didn’t know me.”
The others waited, instinctively guessing there was more important news to come.
“Why not?” Madge finally ventured.
“In the crash of the plane she—lost her memory. She has been living all this time with a Canadian man and his sister in their cottage. She is perfectly well except for the fact that she doesn’t remember a thing about who or what she is.”
“Poor Gale!” Carol murmured.