"And Margaret—" said Sally.
"Margaret!" Fox interrupted, mystified.
"Considering the imminence of the—the catastrophe," Sally went on, smiling a little, "it might be just as well to climb while I have the chance."
"Now?"
Sally looked around. The crowd was thinning, but it was still a crowd.
"Perhaps not now. But on the first opportunity."
"There'll be a good many opportunities. Even after—"
Sally shook her head. "I couldn't come here, you know, and climb trees. Only think what Margaret would say—and think!"
"Margaret!" Fox exclaimed again. "Why, I don't remember intimating anything about—"
"Oh, Doctor Sanderson," cried a high and quavering voice; the voice of Miss Patty Havering Hazen, "here you are at last! I have been looking everywhere."