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Penrose, Margaret

"The Motor Girls"

G.,'" said Cora. "We have been expecting you to
call for it."
"Where is it now?"
"Home, in our safe."
"Then keep it there!" exclaimed Ida, a new determination in her
voice.
"But we cannot keep it," objected Cora. "It is not mine nor Jack's.
Why not give it back to Sid?"
"Neither is it his," went on Ida. "He gave it to me, and now I ask
you to keep it--in trust."
"I don't see how we can do that very well. The reason I mentioned
it to you, against Jack's wish, was that I wanted to get rid of the
responsibility of keeping it. Suppose it should be stolen? It is
quite valuable."
"Well, I cannot take it," insisted Ida. "Mother would not allow me
to have it in the house. Sid said it cost five hundred dollars."
"It is certainly a very valuable ring," admitted Cora. "But, Ida,
if I were you I would give it back to Sid."
"Well, perhaps I shall--some day. But oh, Cora, you cannot imagine
what I have gone through with in the last month!" and Ida pressed
her handkerchief to her swollen eyes.
"I am sorry," said Cora simply. "Can I help you, Ida?"
They had ridden through New City, and were back again in Chelton.
Ida had asked to be let out at the post-office, and as Cora--drew up
in front of it for her to alight, Ida extended her hand, and the two
girls looked into each other's eyes, each trying to read her
neighbor's thoughts.


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