"Oh!" And then Mr. Wellington's hearty laugh shook the room.
"Mother!" Anne turned to Mrs. Wellington. "Aren't you going to laugh, too?"
Something like a look of tenderness crossed the mother's face.
"I am sorry, Anne, not now." She turned to leave the room. "But I am not going to cry—be assured."
Several hours later Jack caught Sara alone.
"Sara," he said sternly, "what did you tell Anne about my being here?"
Sara smiled enigmatically.
"Really, Jack, I 've forgotten. Something to the effect that you could have sent Government detectives, had you not wanted to come here yourself."
Jack thought a moment.
"By George!" he said, "you were not far wrong!"