Doris, I must tell him, so that
he won't get into worse danger by waiting and depending on that idiot of a
sheriff."
"You are the idiot!"
"I may be. But I'm going in there!'
"Coventry, you are sitting like a prune glac?! Help me to prevail on this
girl to use some common sense!"
"You'll help me very much if you'll do some prevailing with your sister,
Coventry," affirmed Miss Corson, resentfully, trying to unclasp the
chaperon's vigorous hands.
"After what has been happening, I don't think Lana needs any more shaking,
Dorrie," the brother remonstrated. "Everything having been well shaken,
it's time to do a little taking. Won't you take some advice, Lana?"
"If it's advice about going home and deserting my father I'll not take
it."
"I was afraid you wouldn't. But do you really think you can get into the
State House?"
The girl did not disclose the discouraging information given to her by
Editor Tasper on the subject of effecting an entrance. "I'm going to try!
And I warn you, Doris, that I'm about at the end of my endurance."
Mrs. Stanton sat back and gritted her teeth.
The car traversed a boulevard; the arc-lights showed that it was deserted.
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