Bess dropped down upon the couch in the corner. Both twins had unlimited confidence in Cora, and as the time wore on they both felt, as she did, that there was no longer need for alarm.
"She's actually asleep," said Belle quietly.
"Good girl," replied Bess. "Wish I was. I hate to be awake."
"But some one has to watch," said the sister.
"What for?"
"He might come back."
"With a ball in his leg, or somewhere? Not much danger. Cora was plucky, and we were lucky. There! a rhyme at this hour! Positively dissipation!"
"I am glad mother was not at home," whispered Belle. "Of course, that was the man who has been sneaking around."
"Likely."
"Did Cora say so?"