"Upon my word, Bab!" he said. "You might at least take your
Familey into your confidence. If Jane had not happened to be at
the house I'd never have found you. But never mind about that
now. Have you or have you not seen my leather Dispach Case?"
Alas, my face betrayed me, being one that flushes easily
and then turns pale.
"I thought so," he said, in an angry voice. "Do you know
that you have kept a Board of Directors sitting for three hours,
and that--Bab, you are hopeless! Where is it?"
How great was my humiliation, although done with the
Highest Motives, to have my Corps standing around and listening.
Also watching while I drew out the rihben and the key.
"I hid it in my closet, father," I said.
"Great thunder!" he said. "And we have called in the Secret
Service!"
He then turned on his heal and stocked away, only stopping
to stare at Mademoiselle in the car, and then driving as fast as
possable back to the mill.
As he had forgotten Jane, she was obliged to stay. It was
by now raining, and the Corps wanted to go home. But I made a
speach, saying that if we weakened now what would we do in times
of Real Danger?
"What are a few drops of rain?" I inquired, "to the falling
of bullets and perhaps shells? We will now have the class in
bandageing.
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