"Oh!" exclaimed Cora, clutching Helka's arm. "I cannot stand it! I must call or go mad!"
The dead leaves tried to move! Something stirred them to unnatural life. There was a shuffling of feet! A riot of fear! Chipmunks scampered off! But the girl lay there!
"Cora! Cora, dear!" wailed Helka. "Try to live! I cannot lose you!
Oh, Cora, I must make you live!"
But the form on the dead grass was lifeless. The automobile had dashed by. A cloud of dust was all that was left to mark its path.
"Cora! Cora!" almost screamed Helka. "Wake up! They are coming!"
The prostrate girl seemed to moan.
Then they did come.
Cora was apparently dead!