“I remember now. I saw you occasionally,” said the veteran.
“Yes, and when I knew you were coming to see Jack, I actually ran off to avoid you, I was so afraid of being known as a circus girl,” admitted Mary a little ironically.
“And you were foolish enough to hide all that interesting history because you thought all boarding school girls silly!” charged Gloria. Her admiration for Mary was at last free to assert itself.
“You cured me!” Mary said, now beaming upon the younger girl. “When you brought Jane here and installed her as head nurse——”
“She cured me in more ways than one,” added Jack slyly. “No one in all of Altmount could possibly have been as silly as—Jacquinot Corday!”
“Where is your dear Jane?” asked Steppy, glancing about like one waking from a dream.
“Packing,” said Trixy. “We’re all going to Thanksgive at our house——”
“Oh, I counted on a party,” wailed Jack. “Mary, you are almost related to me now. Don’t you want to see the finest little horse in all the world?”
“And my own horse must be very lonely——”
“There! You see!” charged the one woman present. “And these two girls—hate circus horses!”