Mrs. Perry had closed her eyes and apparently was asleep.
Jeanette glanced at her watch. It was fully an hour and a half since they had crossed the Wyoming border. Cecil had said "One hour." Allowing half an hour for the time lost at the accident, they must be fully "one hour out of Wyoming."
Slowly and carefully she untied the package which Cecil had presented her.
The box was a little too long for an ordinary jewel box and yet had somewhat this appearance.
She lifted the lid. Inside on a bed of white satin was a long pin. The pin was a beautiful silver arrow. It bore but little resemblance to the small pins that were the insignia of the Club of the Silver Arrow.
This pin had been made for an especial purpose and after a beautiful design. In the point were three tiny jewels, a sapphire, a ruby and a diamond.
Within the box there was also a small strip of closely folded paper.
"This is for Jeanette Colter, who, I still believe, earned the right to the possession of the silver arrow."
No name was signed.
A little later, when they were both commencing to feel weary and planning to retire to bed, Jeanette said slowly: