"Would you?" he asked warmly. "I"ll be glad to have you. I think she"s a mighty fine girl."
"Won"t you hate to leave her when you make the run across country?"
"Well, it isn"t to start for a month, but I shall have to go to New City to get familiar with the new machine I am to drive. I"m not going away at once. I"ll be in New City for some time."
"Oh," began Cora, "I"m glad--"
She stopped, and again felt herself blushing. Her tone had been a little too warm. She realized that her evident pleasure and polite interest might be misinterpreted. It looked very much as if Cora was glad that Paul was not going away at once.
"Then your sister will not be deprived of your company just yet,"
she managed to say, and she seemed to be paying particular attention to the sparking lever.
"No," he replied. "Hazel and I are great friends--chums, you might say. In fact, I"ve never had a boy friend with whom I was able to get along so well as I can with my sister."
"That"s very nice. It"s what Jack says about me. He and I are the best of friends. Of course, I"m very fond of the Robinson girls, but Jack comes first. You remember the pretty twins, I"ve no doubt?"
"Yes, indeed I do. I could not help thinking how very "untwinly"
they are for twins."
"Aren"t they? But they are the dearest girls! And they are going to have a new car."
"Is that so? Do you happen to know what kind?"
Paul a.s.sumed his professional air.
"I believe it has not been decided yet. But they will most likely get it from the Whitehall Company. Would you like to turn in the order?"
"It would be quite a help for me to be able to sell a car now, so soon after taking a place with them. And the commission--just as I am starting--"
"I think I can manage it easily enough," she said quickly. "They are sure to consult Jack about it. Couldn"t you come over to our house this evening, and--"
Again she found herself stopping suddenly and blushing. It was rather awkward to ask a young man to call, particularly when one has never been properly introduced to him. If he were only acquainted with Jack, now . . .
Then Cora had a bright thought.
"You say you are acquainted with Walter Pennington?" she asked.
"Oh, yes. Our folks and the Penningtons are old friends."
"Then we must fix up a plan--er--to be perfectly proper. Not that it makes any difference. First I want to meet your sister. After that I am going to give a small affair. I have been putting it off for some time--it"s a positive duty, but I"ve been so interested in my machine. There--I have it! I think I"ll give an auto affair."
"Great possibilities in it," observed Paul. "But please do not trouble yourself to get up one on account of myself or my sister, though I appreciate--"
"Oh, no, indeed," Cora hastened to explain. "I am due to give one, anyhow, and it may as well be that. I will be doubly interested if there should happen to be a matter of business for you involved in it. The twins are in no great hurry about their car. When you can meet them properly, and I will arrange it, I am sure they will give you the order."
"That would be splendid. I can"t thank you enough."
"Wait until you get the order," and she laughed, "Mother declares I have a positive faculty for business."
"I rather agree with her," said Paul with a smile, as his fair companion turned the machine into the main street of Chelton. "I really feel unable to properly thank you for what you have done for me to-day--"
"Now, please," interrupted Cora. "I was amply repaid in beating Sid Wilc.o.x. But I cannot understand why he wanted the position. Even your explanation will hardly account for his extraordinary conduct.
Why should he want to run a car across country?"
"Well, it can"t be because he is short of funds," said Paul frankly.
"I"m positive of that. He took particular pains to display a roll of bills when he was in the auto office, and I think that did not favorably impress the manager, though I was practically sure of the place when he came in."
"Well, that"s just like Sid Wilc.o.x," and Cora shuddered. It was a reaction of the unpleasant ride she had been forced to take with him.
"I hope, Miss Kimball, that you will soon be able to meet my sister," said Paul after a little silence, during which the car had run along. They were near the Beachwood Road, at the end of which, in a little grove of trees, was Cora"s home.
"Not on account of what you have done for me," he went on, "but because I am sure you and she would be good friends. Hazel is a fine girl, as I said before, and besides that--" Paul stopped abruptly.
"Oh, I"m going to meet Hazel," declared Cora warmly as Paul alighted from the car. "I"ll invite her to my affair. I am going to wake up folks around here. Do you know, we all seem to be terribly depressed since that money was--lost."
"Yes, and I don"t wonder at it. Twenty thousand dollars is a large sum. I"d call it a fortune. But, somehow, I feel sure that Mr.
Foster will recover it. I wish I could help unravel the mystery. I would like to--for more reasons than one."
What could he mean by that? His manner was very earnest. Cora glanced at him gratefully.
"Good-by," she said suddenly.
"Good-by," echoed Paul, and he turned up the street.
CHAPTER XV
THREE GIRLS
Reflecting on her strange experience while in New City, seated late that same afternoon on the broad veranda of her handsome home, Cora had one gratifying thought. No one whom she knew had seen her while Sid Wilc.o.x was in possession of her car--and of her.
Feeling this a.s.surance she decided not to mention to any one at home the fact of his having stolen the ride. She resolved to ask Paul to keep it a secret, and she knew he would. As for Sid himself, if he did boast of it, few would credit his story, for he did not bear a very good reputation for truth, and he was constantly getting into sc.r.a.pes. Cora especially hoped Jack would not hear of the escapade.
Now Cora, who had been sitting in an easy chair, trying to read a book, decided to take the hammock for a change. She did not feel like reading.
She wore a simple frock of white muslin, and her hair was let down in a most becoming fashion, in long, loose braids, all combining to make her particularly girlish-looking.
Cora was taking what she called her "loll." This particular form of rest, she always declared, was the only sort a healthy girl could reasonably enjoy.
"When you rest, why, just rest," she used to say to Isabel Robinson, who, on account of her nervous temperament, had rather been overdone with "rest cure" ideas. Isabel delighted in such terms as "relaxation" and "siesta," while Cora reveled in her "loll."
A box of "deadly chocolates"--that is what Isabel would have called them--were at Cora"s elbow, and she was just reaching for the tenth one, when Isabel herself, and her sister, sauntered along the path.
"Come on up, girls," called out Cora. "But please don"t ask me to move. I"m in the most delicious heap."