"And no wonder," replied Chester. "It must have been a terrible day for you."
"It has indeed," said the girl weakly.
Chester sprang toward her quickly and took her gently by the arms, just as it seemed she would fall over in a faint. He seated her in a chair, and poured her a glass of water from a pitcher on a nearby table.
After drinking the water the girl appeared refreshed.
"So foolish of me to get weak like that," she said, smiling.
"It's no wonder," returned Chester. "It's just the reaction. You'll be all right in a minute or two."
The lad was a good prophet; and five minutes later Helen was talking and laughing vivaciously. All four were having a good time, when Chester's ears caught a faint sound from without.
The lad paused as he was about to say something in reply to one of
Helen's questions and listened intently.
"What's the matter?" asked Helen.
"Oh, nothing," said Chester, and continued his remarks.