You forget Inez is due to give a rehearsal of the
'Prisoner of Sea Horse Island,' and you want to be here."
"Don't joke, Jack! This may be serious," said Cora, in a low voice.
"Don't worry, Sis! I feel very far from joking," and Jack put his
hand to his head with a weary gesture.
"You must go and lie down," his mother said. "Dr. Blake is coming,
and wants to see you. I am also going to have him for Inez. Cora,
if you'll show Walter and Mr. Ward--"'
"Please call me Harry!" he pleaded.
"Harry then," and she smiled. "Show them to their rooms--you know,
the ones next to Jack's room. Then you girls can come up and see our
little stranger."
Cora, with her brother and his guests, went up stairs, but soon came
down, her face flaming.
"What's the matter?" asked Belle.
"Oh, Jack! I don't believe he's ill at all!" she stormed. "It's
only an excuse to escape college."
"What did he do?" asked Bess, slyly.
"Said Walter and Harry might--kiss me!" and Cora's face flushed.
"And--er--did they?" asked Belle.
"Belle Robinson! If you--well!" and Cora closed her lips in a firm
line.
Her mother smiled.
"Perhaps we had better go up and see Inez," suggested Mrs. Kimball.
"Yes, do!" urged Cora, eager to change the subject.
The lace seller was sitting up in bed, and the white lounging gown
that had been put on her, in exchange for her simple black dress,
made her seem the real Spaniard, with her deep, olive complexion.
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