CHAPTER VI
SISTER’S PARTY
When Polly opened her eyes the first thing she saw was James’ kindly face bending over her anxiously.
“Hullo!” he said encouragingly.
Polly sat up, feeling faint and dizzy. “What is it?” she faltered, trying to get upon her feet.
“Oh, nothing much,” replied James. “Nothing at all, in fact. Just, as far as I can make out, you thought you was the Limited an’ I was Chicago. You run in on schedule time, and no mistake. Why, you almost knocked me flat, the way you bolted in this door.”
His good-natured laugh gave Polly courage.
“I’m sorry if I hurt you,” she said in a firmer voice. “I didn’t mean to.”
“Oh, that’s all right,” returned the kind-hearted fellow. “I didn’t mind. I’d a got out of your way if I’d a known this was your busy day and you was in such a hurry, you know.”