"And I would be still in jail," Jasper mused.
"Undoubtedly. Now, it seems to me that Miss Sinclair should be informed of what has happened as soon as possible. Suppose we slip up and tell her?"
"That will be great," and Jasper sprang to his feet. "When can we start?"
"At once. The car is waiting outside. I knew that you would be anxious to go, and so ordered the chauffeur to be ready."
CHAPTER XXXIII
THE REAL HAVEN
Lois rose early that morning and attended to numerous household affairs. It was necessary for her to keep busy, as her mind was always calmer when her hands were employed. She had the feeling that the day would be an unusual one, and that much would happen before its close. She could not rid her mind of this idea, and she mentioned it to Margaret over the breakfast table.
"Do you believe in premonitions?" she asked.
"In a way I do," was the reply. "Strange things happen sometimes, you know. I, too, have a peculiar feeling this morning that we are to hear great news today. Everything is so still just now, with not a leaf nor a blade of grass aquiver. See how the fog rests upon the river through which the sun is trying to break. There will be a heavy wind this afternoon, mark my word. I have often noticed it to be so. It is the rule rather than the exception. And it may be the case with us. The quietness of the morning may give place to excitement before night."
"You are quite a philosopher," Lois laughingly remarked.