“Why, the child is mad from her illness and the fatigue of her long walk up here,” Grace ejaculated in distress.
But Eunice laughed happily. “To-day I fly like the birds, high overhead. Long have I wished to go up into the big blue heaven away over the trees and the hilltops. To-day I shall fly away, truly!”
The girls stared at Eunice in puzzled wonder. They could understand nothing of the strange tale she told them. Was the child dreaming?
A light dawned upon Mollie.
“Girls!” Mollie cried, “Reginald Latham is going to take Eunice off in his airship!”
“Can it be possible?” Bab exclaimed.
“Eunice,” asked Mollie, “are you going for a ride in the big balloon I showed you yesterday as we rode away from the hospital?”
“Yes,” Eunice declared. “Last night the young man who came to Naki’s house talked with me. He whispered to me, that if I were good and did not tell my grandmother, he would take me to ride with him in his great ship of the winds. But he will bring me home to my own wigwam to-night. I will go with you in your carriage to-morrow. Now, I wait for the man to find me. He told me to meet him here, away from my grandmother’s far-seeing eyes.”
“Eunice,” Mollie commanded firmly, “come with me to your wigwam.”
“But you will tell my grandmother! Then she will not let me fly away!” Eunice cried.