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to her lips with fingers-that shool
 a little.
 In the mirror her eyes wert
 pools of shining amber light, and there was a smile in them. The corners of her mouth went up.
 "Oh. I'm happy-happy!" she whispered to the girl in the glass and ran down the stairs.
 Mrs. Mangan was standing at the front door, talking to some one and she turned around just as Robbie reached the bottom of the stairs. In her hand she held g telegram.
 Its for you," she said. Her eyes were round and frightened.
 She stood behind Robbie and tried to sec what the message said "I always go all of tremble when- ever a telegram comes to the house." she declared. "Oh, I dc hope there's no bad news in this one. Miss Ransom, dear" She ! dlliiOSL "lullS leI I4elluo ds olIe spoke.
 Its from home." gasped Robbie. "My Aunt Gertrude is sick-appen- dicitis, Oh, what WILL I do? l should never we left her. should have stayed with her!'
 From out of doors there came the sudden loud honking of Gus MacCloud's machine. Evidently he was in a great hurry to be back at his house.
 Robbie ran out to him, holding the telegram in her hand.
 "Oh, I'm sorry, but I can't go with you' she said, and her breath came jerkily between the words. I've got to go home. My aunt's 1 dreadfully sick. and my father wants me to take the first train for home"
 MacCloud was silent. He stared moodily down the length of the street and grunted.
 1 "Hmm." He threw his motor into gear. "Well--sorry See you later. maybe!'
 Robbie gasped For cats sake! You act as if I'd hurt your feel ings! I should think you'd be sym pathizing with me instead of act ing like this,"
 He swung his head, and kept his eyes straight before him. No, but it's doggoned funny that you never can do anything I want you to do," he said, sulllily. Rushing away just because your aunt has a tummy ache, or something! Just when I throw a party for you! III bet your aunt isn't half as sick as you pretend to think she is. Why don't you long-distance your folks back home and find out exactly how she is?"
 Robbie shook her head. "No. They wouldn't send for me if. sli, weren't dreadfully sick" she told him firmly. i've got to go and I've got to go right away. The very first train"
 She stopped. For without an- other word, MacCloud was gone. His car slid into motion and moved down the street between the palm trees and the neat lawns! He did not look back, all though she watched him until he was out of sight.
 For a second Robbie hated him. 1 Why, he's just a big spoiled | baby" she said to herself. He i really isn't worth bothering about"
 She could imagine Andy Jer- rold, for instance. acting the way MacCloud had just acted. But she kept thinking about him, instead of poor Aunt Gertrude, all the time she was packing her bag and tele- phoning about trains.
 It was more than two hours aft erward that she read her telegram | once more. as the train moved out Of Los Angeles and headed toward | home.
 She looked back at it's receding lights with wistful. unhappy eyes.
 'I'll be back soon," she promised | herself, staring out of the window at the darkness of the countryside | a half hour later, Against its ! blackness she seemed to see a mans face with fine features and a pair of close-set sulky blue eyes.
 "I wonder how we'll Monica and he know each other" she unused, of them in the white plas- ter house on the hillside right at that moment-together.
 Then she gave an impatient shake. "Oh, he wouldn't look at Monica!" she kept telling herself. But she wasn't so sure of it, at that!
 CHAPTER XIX
 It was Andy Jerrold who met | Robbie at the station.