“Of course they will, and that right now,” declared Cora. “We have no time to spare to get someone else to stay with us, however. Bess, do you want to come with me? I am going out for our new companion.”
CHAPTER VIII
FRIGHTS OR FANCIES
“Oh, do hurry,” pleaded Cora. “I had no idea it was so late. And it is awfully dark.”
“A nice way to scare me when you have got me out,” objected Bess. “Cora Kimball, I have a great mind to run back. I never saw lights look so attractive as they do just now in the Mote.”
“Run back if you like,” returned Cora, “but I will run on. It was unfortunate that the boys came in just as they did. I really have a good reason for not wanting to stay alone to-night.”
“You have?” asked Bess. “I knew you and Lottie had had some adventure.”
“Oh, don’t be silly, Bess,” and Cora laughed lightly. “Everything is perfectly safe and sane at the bay, but what I want is to get over to the little cottage where Freda and her mother are living before they retire. It is Mrs. Lewis I hope to get as our housekeeper.”