erhead.
Long have I wished to go up into the big blue heaven away over the trees
and the hilltops. To-day I shall fly away, truly!"
The girls stared at Eunice in puzzled wonder. They could understand
nothing of the strange tale she told them. Was the child dreaming?
A light dawned upon Mollie.
"Girls!" Mollie cried, "Reginald Latham is going to take Eunice off in
his airship!"
"Can it be possible?" Bab exclaimed.
"Eunice," asked Mollie, "are you going for a ride in the big balloon I
showed you yesterday as we rode away from the hospital?"
"Yes," Eunice declared. "Last night the young man who came to Naki's
house talked with me. He whispered to me, that if I were good and did not
tell my grandmother, he would take me to ride with him in his great ship
of the winds. But he will bring me home to my own wigwam to-night. I will
go with you in your carriage to-morrow. Now, I wait for the man to find
me. He told me to meet him here, away from my grandmother's far-seeing
eyes."
"Eunice," Mollie commanded firmly, "come with me to your wigwam."
"But you will tell my grandmother! Then she will not let me fly away!"
Eunice cried.
"You cannot fly with Reginald Latham, Eunice," Mollie asserted. "He will
not bring you back again to the wigwam. He will leave you in some strange
town, away from your own people. You will never see your grandmother. You
will never see us again!"
Eunice, trembling, followed the other girls to the wigwam.
"I believe," Bab said thoughtfully as they walked on, "that Reginald
Latham planned to get Eunice away from this place forever. He did not
mean to injure her. He would probably have put her in some school far
away. But Mr. Winthrop Latham would never have seen her. Eunice would not
then take half of the Latham fortune from Reginald. Just think! Who could
ever trace a child carried away in an airship? She might be searched for
if she went in trains or carriages, but no one but the birds could know
of her flight through the air."
The old grandmother heard "The Automobile Girls" approaching.
She was standing in front of a blazing fire. With a grunt of rage, the
old woman seized a flaming pine torch and ran straight at Mollie.
"Put that down!" commanded Barbara, hotly. "You are a stupid old woman.
We have come to save Eunice for you. Unless you listen to us she will be
stolen from you this very afternoon. You will never see her again. There
is no use in your trying to hide Eunice
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