She winked at Dollie as she seated herself firmly.
If they found Bert’s cap and jacket it would be with some difficulty.
CHAPTER VII.
MARION PROVES HERSELF A HEROINE.
“An hour and a half! Well, that isn’t so bad. Bert must have had time to get a boarding place by this time.”
Marion Marlowe glanced up at the tiny nickel clock as she spoke, and both she and her sister laughed a little nervously.
“I never talked to Silas so much in all my life,” said Dollie, merrily. “But I kept thinking of Bert, and just went on talking and talking.”
“And how polite I was to that brute, Matt Jenkins,” laughed Marion. “Oh, well, we had to do it to save poor Bert. He’s well worth the sacrifice we made for him, Dollie.”
“I should say so,” said Dollie, “but it is awfully late, Marion, and I’m tired and sleepy.”