CHAPTER XXIV
Abashed by Betty's unexpected appearance at his home and with a sudden fear that something had happened to Consuello possessing him, John waited for her to speak. He noticed that she had not dismissed the cab that waited at the curb.
"Can you come with me immediately?" she asked, quickly. "I want you to see Consuello, tonight."
"Did she send you for me?" he entreated.
"No, but I know that she wants you," she replied.
"Are you sure?" he persisted.
"Don't be a foolish boy," she said, with a gesture of impatience. "No one in the world knows Consuello as well as I do. I am doing this for her. Do you think for a moment that I would be here if I wasn't certain I was doing the proper thing?"
"I know she trusts you," he said, reassured by her mild vexation.
"Hurry, then; I'll explain things while we're on our way. I'll wait for you in the cab," she said.
Mrs. Sprockett's husband answered the door when he crossed the street to the Sprockett home to tell his mother he had been called away.