“I do not know your Jonathan,” she cried, when Chet, grinning, interrupted:
“You’re weak in your Scripture, then. But what about it? What’s happened?”
“They have got Eve Sitz!” declared Margit, tragically.
“Who’s got her?”
“I do not know for sure. I only suspect,” declared the girl. “But quick! drive where I shall say. We may be in time.”
“Do you mean to say that Eve hasn’t got here yet?”
“I do.”
“Yet she’s already left home?”
“Oh, yes, indeed!”
“And she’s an important figure in to-day’s events, I understand,” quoth Master Chet. “You think you know where she is?”