"But that's not my car!" I exclaimed, forgetting caution.
"I guess there's no mistake about it, ma'am. Those fellows that stole it, up the river, must have climbed fences with it."
"How do you know it is my car?" I was absolutely bewildered.
"These are your license plates, aren't they? I found them under the seat."
They were my license plates!
Day came in shortly after and tiptoed into the room. The nurse was out. He came over to me and stooped down.
"It took me a little by surprise, honey," he said; "but that's over now. You've been foolish, but you've had your lesson. Let's kiss and be friends again."
"Just a moment, Day," I said calmly. "Have you had your lesson?"
"Just what do you mean?"