“My card was filled almost before I knew it.”
“The music was lovely!”
Thus chattered the motor girls as they came back to the hotel rather late–or was it early? with Mrs. Fordam. They saw Jack sitting disconsolately in the parlor, trying hard to keep awake by reading.
“Well, so you’re back!” he exclaimed to Cora, rather shortly.
“Yes, brother mine!” she laughed tantalizingly.
“Well, it’s about time,” he growled.
“Why, how long have you been back?” she asked. “I hear that it was quite a long and–tiresome–show. I’m sorry we had to disappoint you, but really we had no other way of telling you where we were going. It was a lovely dance!”
“Yes,” said Jack, coldly.
“And we hope you had time to embroider another sign for our car,” added Bess. Really, she said later, she could not help it.
“Um!” grunted Jack. “I sat up for you,” he added to his sister.