"No--it's--it's me! I dursn't wait for my dog- cart!"
"Eva!" he murmured. "Oh, Himmel! Vat shall I do?"
Only a screen of glass separated his two rescuers, and the one had but to turn her head and look inside, or the other to study with any attention the roll of hair beneath their driver's cap, in order to lead to most embarrassing consequences. Not that it was his fault he should receive such universal sympathy: but would these charming ladies admit his innocence?
"How thoughtful of Dugald to have this car----" began Eva.
"Hush!" he muttered hoarsely. "Yes, it was thoughtful, but you most not speak too loudly."
"For fear----?" she smiled, and turned her eyes instinctively toward their driver.
"Excuse me," he muttered, sweeping her as gently as possible from her seat and placing her upon the floor.
"It vill not do for zem to see you," he explained in a whisper.
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(an odd red-breasted little bird, which inhabits the thick
upon her. One black cloud had gathered and dispersed; but
others, which may have enabled her to bear up somewhat
Shroud, as she thought it one of those most likely to be
of three-halfpence, two fowls, one of which, the Indian
different. Charlotte was not one who would hesitate as
it, to have appeared as a feeble Child in one of the worlds
incisive force of character, may well come in here. She
and ran like a hare, her yellow silk dress gleaming in
to say it, an aversion to consulting the Atlas, which——
and he pulled up short, for, instinctively, he knew that
Nell. I wonder if Miss Cob will understand a joke,—if