"Well, I am glad you have found that out, little girl," answered the brother, putting her comfortably down in the big armchair. "What's the particular risk now? No more stolen girls?"
"Oh, that was your part," she said, laughing. "And, by the way, I hear you are quite a successful kidnaper."
"Not so bad. But you should have seen the time we had to get Wren to the sanitarium. She didn't want to leave here, and had a mortal fear of a hospital. But how are you?" and he looked into her flushed face. "I declare it seems moons since I've seen you."
"And all the other planets since I saw you, Jack. I wonder will I ever have the courage to tell you all about it?"
"Wouldn't the courage just naturally come on my side? I would have to listen—"
"Oh, no. You don't have to—"
"There you go! Home ten minutes and picking a fight—"
"Jack Kimball!"
"Cora Kimball!"
Then they both laughed. It was jolly even to play at quarreling, and be real brother and sister again.