THE RUNAWAY ALONG THE CLIFF.
The discovery of the shortage in her bank account made Mrs. Vernon very nervous, and for two nights the lady slept but little.
Robert noticed the change in her condition, and pitied her greatly.
"It's a shame that Frederic Vernon can't turn over a new leaf," he thought. "But I am afraid that it isn't in him."
On the day that Mrs. Vernon expected a reply to her cablegram she felt worse than ever, and Robert suggested that they take a drive together.
"We can go along the river road, and then along the cliffs," he said. "I am certain the morning air will do you good, for it promises to be very clear."
"Very well, Robert. I will go with you, and you can get a team without delay," she answered.
"And shall I drive?"
"If you want to."
Mrs. Vernon spoke thus, for Robert had taken her out a number of times and had always proved a very careful and reliable driver.