answered the club captain, bravely. "I am sorry you are caught here. Perhaps I can get a covered carriage"
"Thank you, but Vera has a gentleman friend here, and he is going to take us home in a coach."
"Oh!"
"He's a young man that used to think a lot of Vera," went on Mary, in a whisper. "I guess she thinks a lot of him, too—but don't let her know I told you."
Soon the young gentleman drove up in a coach and Phil was introduced. Then the young ladies got in, and off the turnout sped through the rain. Then Phil rejoined the others of the club; and a little later all were on their way to Oak Hall, in the carryall, and in covered carriages and wagons.
"Were Mary Feversham and Vera Rockwell here alone?" asked Roger, while on the way.
"I guess so," answered Phil.
"How were they going to get home? "
"A young gentleman, fellow named Greene,—personal friend of Vera's,—took them home in a coach."
"Greene?"
"Yes, George Greene. Looked like a nice fellow. Mary said he and Vera were quite thick." Phil said this carelessly, but he looked sharply at the senator's son as he spoke.
"Why, I thought" Roger broke off short.
