"To-day! Where did you see Bonner?"
"Oh!" Only then did Barbara tell her host how she had spent the afternoon.
"My dear, you're a very imprudent girl. Nevertheless, you have done me a service for which I can never give you adequate thanks," said Mr. Stuart, his voice husky with emotion.
CHAPTER XX
CONCLUSION
THE next morning after breakfast, the girls, bundled in furs, left the house for their ride to Treasureholme. Mr. Stuart had done what he could by telephone, but had not yet gone downtown, for there was nothing further to be accomplished until the opening of the market. Just before he helped the girls into the car he thrust a finger into his vest pocket and said:
"I almost forgot. The men at the garage found this in the bottom of the car. I think it's your lost memorandum, Barbara."
"Oh, thank you! I'm so glad!" cried Bab.