Treasure threw out both hands, and her lips parted spasmodically.
"She is having a nightmare," said Zee, staring at her sister.
"Is the garage gone, too?" demanded Rosalie.
Treasure's lips parted again, but no sound came.
"Shake her, father. She is having a spell or something."
"Out of her mind," said Treasure, at last, with a violent effort.
The family gazed upon her, speechless.
"Car's in the garage," she stammered. "Isn't gone—at all."
With one accord they arose from their chairs and made a united dash on the garage. It was quite true, the car was there, shiny and serene, in its accustomed place. They gazed on it silently as Treasure had done, and then they turned to Doris, wide-eyed and horrified.