CHAPTER XV
“ Let us be calm,” said Uncle Benjamin. “Let us be perfectly calm.”
“ Calm!” Mrs. Frederick wrung her hands. “How can I be calm—how could anybody be calm under such a disgrace as this?”
“ Why in the world did you let her go?” asked Uncle James.
“ Let her! How could I stop her, James? It seems she packed the big valise and sent it away with Roaring Abel when he went home after supper, while Christine and I were out in the kitchen. Then Doss herself came down with her little satchel, dressed in her green serge suit. I felt a terrible premonition. I can’t tell you how it was, but I seemed to know that Doss was going to do something dreadful.”
“ It’s a pity you couldn’t have had your premonition a little sooner,” said Uncle Benjamin drily.
“ I said, ‘Doss,
