logical lines that what might seem like intuition in anybody else, is with her just that lightning reasoning power of hers acting among a lot of factors and picking out the right ones and deducing the answer before anyone else would have had time to even get focused upon the situation. She's a lightning calculator among facts instead of figures. Snap judgment, and right snap judgment, at that, is her long suit, and she certainly does get results."
"I'd like to know her," said Evalani, interestedly.
"Well, you're going to," said Dick, "and that mighty soon."
"You haven't told her—anything?" gasped Evalani, looking at him with wide eyes.
"Certainly not; but it's going to be so absolutely obvious to the whole world in next to no time"
But Evalani put up a hand. "You haven't told me yet how she knew," she protested.
"That's so," said Dick, contritely. "Well, I'm not so very responsible today, and that's a fact. I'm too happy to bother about details. However, this was the way of it. Several weeks ago Mrs. Walters invited Bert and her husband to a picnic over at Waimea. Just a small party; the two Morton girls and Carter McKnight and Bert and Jack Sands; that was all. They went by way of Leilehua and when they reached Waimea they found that the road did not run very near to the beach, and as Mrs. Walters did not feel equal to walking much,
