CHAPTER XV STEPPY AND THE CLUE
Jane came! Smartly she stepped down from the car steps only smiling at the conductors proffered hand. Then, she had Gloria in her arms in spite of the baggage man’s push cart heading straight for her, and although Gloria couldn’t see past Jane’s bonnet she could hear very distinctly. Mr. Thorpe, who had pushed that cart to and from trains for years and years, was an intolerant, irascible old man. But this time he was forced to turn out. The embracing pair cared nothing for his unreasonable orders.
“Jane! Janey! Janikins!” breathed Gloria into the bonnet strings. “How crazy I am to see you! You look—wonderful!”
“My Glory girl!” replied the woman uncertainly. “I felt as if you had gone to foreign fields with your father. It has been the longest time——”
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