By the time the door was opened and the lights turned on the remaining girls flocked in, their arms piled high with costumes.
Foremost among them was Eleanor.

Hastily depositing her own costumes in one corner of the dressing room, she darted across the stage and into the room from which she had just moved her effects.
It was empty.

She glanced quickly about.

Like a flash she gathered up a pile of costumes marked "Rosalind," covered them with her long fur coat and ran through the hall and down the steps to where her runabout was stationed.

Crowding them hastily into the bottom of the machine, she slipped on her coat, made ready her runabout and drove down the street like the wind, not lessening her speed until she reached the drive at "Heartsease." * * * * * The young people passed a merry hour at Nora's, indulging in one of their old-time frolics, that only lacked Tom Gray's presence to make the original octette complete.
"We'll be in the front row to-morrow night," said Hippy, as the young folks trooped out to the car.