"Then I'm coming to see you!" declared Alice. "I'm off directly after lunch. I haven't much on for to-morrow."
"Oh, Alice! You wouldn't go!" cried her sister.
"Of course I would, my dear!"
"But suppose something—happened?" Ruth went on in a low voice, as Russ and Paul started out together.
"All the more reason why I should be there!" declared Alice, promptly, and Ruth looked at her with a new light of understanding in her eyes. And then she looked at Paul, who waved his hand gaily at the younger girl.
"Dear little sister," murmured Ruth. "I wonder——?"
"I'll look for you there," called Paul, as he went on down the hall.
"And I'll be there," promised Alice.
"Do you feel better now, Daddy?" asked Ruth, in their rooms.
"Much better—yes, my dear. That new spray the doctor gave me seems to work wonders. And my throat is really better since our trip South. I feel quite encouraged."