CHAPTER XXII.
NEARING THE GOAL.
"I suppose Miss Netta is in bed?" Hilda asked, as she entered the house.
"Yes, miss; she and Miss Purcell went to their rooms soon after ten o'clock."
Hilda ran upstairs to Netta's room.
"Are you awake, Netta?" she asked, as she opened the door.
"Well, I think I was asleep, Hilda; I didn't intend to go off, for I made sure that you would come in for a chat, as usual, when you got back; but I think I must have dozed off."
"Well, if you had been so sound asleep that I had had to violently wake you up, I should have done so. I have had my chance, Netta. Simcoe and his friend were in a box opposite to ours, and I have learned where Walter is."
"That is news indeed," Netta exclaimed, leaping up; "that is worth being awakened a hundred times for. Please hand me my dressing-gown. Now let us sit down and talk it over comfortably."
Hilda then repeated the whole conversation that she had overheard.