nything about motors," apologized the doctor, gravely.

"Ferd told one of the maids to say I would?" Sally said pleasantly.
"Very well. Will you get in?"

They got in, Sally driving. They swept in silence past the lawns, and
into the wide, white highway. A watering-cart had just passed, and the
air was fresh and wet. The afternoon was one of exquisite beauty. The
steamer from San Francisco was just in, and the road was filled with
other motor-cars and smart traps. Sally and the doctor nodded and waved
to a score of friends.

"I am as sorry as you are," said the doctor, awkwardly, after the
silence had grown very long.

"Don't mention it," said Sally, her face flaming again. "That's my
brother's idea of humor. I--I shall stay at the Bevises' overnight."

"I--why, I said I would do that!" said Dr. Bates, hastily. "I just
called in to the maid, when she telephoned Bevis, and said, 'Ask him if
he can put me up overnight.' You see, I've got my things."

"Well, then, I won't," said Sally. Her tone was cold, but a side glance
at his serious face melted her a little. "This is ALL Ferdie!" she
burst out angrily.

"Too bad to make it so important," said the doctor, regretfully.

"I don't see why you should stay at the Bevises'," said the girl,
fretfully. "It looks very odd--when you had come to us. I--I am going
to Glen Ellen early to-morrow, anyway. I would hate to have the Bevises
suspect--"

"Then I will go back with you," agreed the doctor, pleasantly.

Sally frowned. She opened her lips, but shut them without speaking. She
had turned the car into a wide gateway, and a moment later they stopped
at a piazza full of young people. The noisy, joyous Bevis girls and
boys swarmed rapturously about them.

After an hour of laughter and shouting, Sally and the doctor rose to
go, accompanied to the motor by all the young people.

"Ah, you just got in, doctor?" said gentle Mrs. Bevis, with a glance at
the suit-cases.

Sally flushed, but the doctor serenely let the misunderstanding go.
There was no good reason to give for the presence of two cases in the
car.

"You look quite like an elopement!" said Page Bevis with a joyous shout.

"Put one of the cases in front, Bates, and rest your feet on it,"
suggested the older boy, Kenneth.

As he spoke, he caught up Sally's case, and gave it a mighty swing from
the tonneau to the front seat. In mid-flight, the suit-case opened.
Jars and powders, slippers and beribboned apparel