But before she could get a reply she saw Mary Harriwell. She was too well trained to need an explanation of the case as it stood now.
There were, to her, two Mary Harriwells!
"Twins!" was all that Mrs. Markin could say, as she helped the sick girl up the steps.
Miss Bell instantly took charge of Molly. She was removed to a quiet room in the camp barn, away from all noise and all confusion.
"Daddy," whispered Dorothy, as the major stood looking lovingly at her, "come on."
She led him to the stable, where the old horse Jeff stood waiting to take his part in the important work.
"Let's hitch up and drive over to Blenden. We can make it before dark, and I want to be the first to tell Mrs. Harriwell. I could never trust to a message."
With a word to Mrs. Markin, the major agreed. It was not so long a journey when the straight road was taken—it was the turns and twists that led every one astray. But Major Dale knew the road, and he and Dorothy went merrily on, with words of love and tenderness that only such a father and daughter know how to exchange.
Dorothy learned that the boys, Roger and Joe, had not heard a word of her trouble, and she at once determined not to tell even her father all that she had suffered. She had to explain, of course, about being in the sanitarium, but about the Hobbs imprisonment, she decided to say nothing.
Reaching the sanitarium, Dorothy shuddered as she asked the guards at the gate if she might see the superintendent, but when the man doffed his cap to the distinguished looking major, Dorothy again gained her composure.