Assuring herself that everything was there, Grace piled them up in her arms and sped softly down the stairs, opened the door, and in a twinkling was down the drive and into the runabout.
She drove back even faster than she had come.

As she passed the city hall clock she drew a breath of relief.

It was ten minutes of nine.

The first act was hardly half over.

Leaping from the machine with the lost costumes she ran triumphantly into the dressing room.
"Here she is," shrieked Nora in delight.