I thanked Dr. Maynard with my whole heart. I was so relieved I didn't know what to do.
"Would you mind," I said as he opened the front door for me, "waiting just a minute? I've a note upstairs that I wish you'd mail on your way home."
I dashed up to my room, directed an envelope in mad haste to Oliver, and on a half-sheet of note-paper I scratched:
"In spite of Alec's news I may be able to scare up some of the money.
"Bobbie."
Alec had half a dozen letters for Dr. Maynard to mail also, and I had the satisfaction of laying my note to Oliver on top of the announcement which cut his allowance in half. After the door had closed and Alec and I were alone, I went and kissed my brother good-night.
"Good-girl," he said wearily; "the ride brightened you up."
"Yes," I replied; "and I know we're going to come out all right, Alec." And I felt that we should, now that I was going to put my shoulder to the wheel.