pungent odor, and seemed to be struggling against some unseen force. Again she seemed to revive somewhat, and muttered:
"Oh, I can't! I can't! I don't want to go back to him! Anything but that! I don't like—I can't bear that life!"
Her voice trailed off into a mere whisper.
"You had better hurry for the doctor," said Betty, and Mollie hastened out to her car.
"I'll come with you," volunteered Grace, and Mollie was grateful.
"Suppose we take her into the bed room," suggested the woman. "It's cooler there. We can manage her. I'm real strong."
With her help it was no great task to get the girl on the bed. Her garments were loosened so that she might be more comfortable, and more camphor was used, but it seemed to have no effect.
"Suppose we go out and let her be by herself; we can't do anything more," suggested the woman. "Besides, she needs all the air she can get. That's always best for fainting folks. She may come to by herself, I'll open the window and shutters," and she proceeded to do so. Then coming out, and closing the door, they left the strange girl alone, Betty and Amy taking turns telling how the affair had happened.
