e carriage, and we will have you
back at camp in no time." Dorothy hesitated. The nurse consulted a
small note book.

"Come right in, dear. We are going straight down to Everglade," and
she touched Dorothy's arm to urge her.

"Strange, I feel so nervous about falling into traps," said Dorothy
honestly, looking deeply into the eyes that were investigating every
feature of her own fair face. "But you see I did fall, literally,
and----"

"Of course, and you were hurt." Dorothy could not understand that
caressing manner. It was identical with that exercised by Mrs. Hobbs.
"Now, come," and Dorothy did step into the carriage. "We will drive
along quickly, so that we may reach camp before luncheon. James, hurry
your horse."

For a few moments Dorothy felt as if she must collapse. The strain of
her escape from the old house, then her fright from the bird, and her
fear that Mrs. Hobbs would overtake her. And now to be actually riding
back to camp! What would her friends say to her? Oh, how good it would
be to relieve them of all their anxiety, and to be really going back
well--comparatively well, at any rate.

"I've had quite a time of it these last two days," she remarked,
glancing timidly at the figure in white beside her, "but it seems all
things come out right--if we only have patience."

"But I wouldn't talk dear--the sun has been warm, and you are quite
overheated. Wouldn't you like to rest your head here, on my lap?"

Dorothy sat up erect. This was surely unheard of. Who was this nurse?
Where was she taking her?

"I am perfectly well, thank you," she said in the firmest tones she
could command, "and I really would like to know where we are going?
Why do you treat me as if I were ill or a child?"

"There, there," and the nurse touched Dorothy's hand. "Of course you
are perfectly well, and of course, we are going to camp. James, is
your horse asleep?"

But Dorothy was frightened. There was something mysterious in it all.
Another wagon approached. It drew slowly along.

Mr. Hobbs!

Dorothy's heart gave a leap as his old wagon stopped! The nurse put
her head out of the little curtained window and made signs to him.

"All right! All right!" he replied. "Yes, that's her!"

"That's her!" repeated Dorothy. "That's me! What is this trick? Let me
out of this carriage instantly, or I will call for help!"

"If you do not keep quiet, I shall be obliged to restrain you," said
the nurse. "Miss Harriwell, we are takin