"Nor I," said Cora. "He has always been so strong and healthful. If only it isn't some accident—"
"Don't suggest it!" begged Bess. "Shall I come with you to the station, Cora?"
"I'd like to have you, dear, if you can spare the time."
"As if I wouldn't make time for such a thing as this. Come, do your telephoning, and we'll go."
Cora learned that no train which Jack could possibly get would arrive until very late that afternoon, but at the post-office it was said a mail would be in within the hour, and there was a chance that the special delivery letter would be on it.
"We'll go and see," decided Cora, now again a girl of action.
"And on your way, Cora dear," requested her mother, "stop at Dr. Blake's office, and ask him to meet the train Jack comes on. While I anticipate nothing serious, it is best to be on the safe side, and Jack may be in a state of collapse after his trip. You had better explain to Dr. Blake, rather than telephone."
"Yes, mother. Now are you sure you'll be all right?"
"Oh, certainly. I am not alone, with the servants here. Besides,
John is just outside, trimming the lawn paths. You won't be long."
"No longer than we can help. Come on, Bess. Oh! and now you'll have a chance to tell me what you started to."'