Dale's old enough to look
after himself."
"It's a fussing old hen I am, as true as true!" And because once more
her heart was so light inside of her that it hurt, she kissed her big
Danny on the top of his head.
"I wish Dale would come. I ought to go back to the Manor. Harkness is
probably worrying his head off over my strange visit to New York."
But Harkness had other things to worry about.
Dale burst in upon his family just a few moments after Beryl had spoken
but she did not tell her story. He gave her no opportunity.
"Gordon Forsyth's lost!"
"_Lost?_"
"Yes. Somewhere in the woods between Cornwall and South Falls. Strangest
thing you ever heard. She made young Tom Granger run off with
her--goodness knows where they were headed for, and when his car went
into the ditch she made a dash for the woods and that's the last
anyone's seen of her."
"Why, Dale, she couldn't--" cried Beryl.
"Couldn't? Easiest thing in the world. Woods are thick and miles deep
through there."
"I mean she couldn't be running off with Tom Granger. Why, she never met
him until yesterday--"
"Well, it wasn't exactly _with_ him but she made him, _take_ her off.
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