But Linda's pride was quite broken down. She looked at Nan with her own
eyes streaming.

"Oh, Sherwood!" she murmured. "I've said awfully mean things about you.
I'm so sorry--I really am."

"Oh, that's all right!" muttered Nan, almost boyish in her confusion.

"Well, I have! I know I made fun of your medal for bravery. You deserve
another for what you just did. Oh, dear! I--I never can thank any of you
enough;" and she cried again on Bess Harley's shoulder.

Walter telephoned to the Graves' house, telling Linda's aunt of the
accident and of Linda's predicament, and when a vehicle was sent for the
hysterical girl the boy, with Nan and Bess, hurried home to a late
luncheon, behind black Prince.

Although Mrs. Mason, naturally, was disturbed over the risk of accident
Walter and the girl chums had taken in rescuing Linda Riggs, the interest
of the young folks was in, and all their comment upon, the possible
change of heart the purse-proud girl had undergone.

"I don't know about these 'last hour conversions,'" said the pessimistic
Bess. "I should wring the tears out of the shoulder of my coat and bottle
'em. Only tears I ever heard of Linda's shedding! And they may prove to
be crocodile tears at that."

"Oh, hush, Bess!" said Nan. "Let's not be cruel."

"We'll see how she treats you hereafter," Grace said. "I, for one, hope
Linda _has_ had a change of heart. She'll be so much happier if she stops
quarreling with everybody."

"And the other girls will have a little more peace, too, I fancy; eh?"
threw in her brother, slyly. "But how about this place you want to go to
this afternoon, Nan?" he added.

"I should think you had had enough excitement for one day," Mrs. Mason
sighed. "The wonderful vitality of these young creatures! It amazes me.
They wish to be on the go all of the time."

"You see," Nan explained, "we have only a few more days in Chicago and I
am _so_ desirous of finding Sallie and Celia. Poor Mrs. Morton is
heart-broken, and I expect Celia's mother fears all the time for her
daughter's safety, too."

"Those foolish girls!" Mrs. Mason said. "I am glad you young people
haven't this general craze for exhibiting one's self in moving pictures."

"You can't tell when that may begin, Mother," chuckled Walter. "When Nan
was holding on to Prince and I was dragging Linda out of that sleigh, if
a camera-man had been along he could have made some picture--believe me!"

"You'll walk or take a car to the add