"Well, upon my soul! For the power of vanishing she excels all living creatures. Pray, Cora, does she carry a fairy cap in her pocket, and put it on when she wishes to make herself invisible?"
"I think, sir, that she has been pressed away from us in the crowd. We shall find her when we get through the gate into more space."
"Well, I hope so."
"She is quite able to take care of herself, sir. Pray do not be alarmed. She will be sure to find us."
"Well, I hope so. Yes; of course she will."
At this moment the gates were opened.
"Take my arm. Don't let me lose you in the crowd. I suppose Mrs. Stillwater cannot fail to join us. Oh! of course not! She knows the train, and there is but one."
He drew Cora's hand close under his arm, and holding it tightly, followed the multitude through the gate, looking all around in search of Rose Stillwater.
But she was nowhere to be seen.
"She may have gotten ahead of us, and be on the train. Come on!" said Mr. Rockharrt, as he hurried his granddaughter along and pushed her upon the platform.