"Judee—ee!" she called up the stairway, and "Judee—ee!" she called again from the garden, where, with Belinda and Becky, she stood awaiting the arrival of the carriage.
"Judith, my dear," expostulated the little grandmother, climbing the stairway slowly, "Judith, my dear, you really must hurry. You will have to go without any breakfast—I—"
She opened the door of the little bedroom and stopped short.
The bedclothes had been thrown over the foot-board, the pillows were on the floor, Judy's clothes were gone, and the room was empty!
CHAPTER XIII
A FORTUNE AND A FRIGHT
"She is hiding," said Anne.
But though they hunted and called, not a sign of the missing girl could they find.
When Launcelot came, Anne was almost in tears.
"She must be here somewhere," she said. "It's too bad. We shall be late."