I thought that if I could find her, and could show her the familiar plum preserves, which she loved so well, they would be of material assistance in influencing her to return to her home.

So, setting out to search for her in my Ford auto, I took the box of plum preserves with me.
"I soon got upon her trail.

The negro coachman, the family carriage and the white horses had excited remark everywhere.

Briefly, I traced her here, and am happy to discover that my worst fears with regard to her have proved false." "Henrietta," said her aunt, reproachfully, "your fears do you very little credit, or me either." "Aunt Genevieve," said the niece, "pray, do not rebuke me." "I was certain," said Wilton Barnstable, complacently, "that it would develop that Miss Genevieve Pringle was herself being pursued.

I was confident of it, Cleggett.