Nora flew to tell Felix and Phil, and in the
hurried search from garret to cellar which everybody made,--except
nurse, she wasn't told anything of it,--it was found that the children's
every-day hats were gone.
Of course, as soon as I heard that, I remembered the whispering under
the schoolroom table, and I felt at once that the children had run away.
I just wished I had told Nora about it, or that I had come right back
from the doctor's; I might have prevented their going.
[Illustration: "NORA TORE IT OPEN."]
While I was telling Nora and the boys what I thought about the matter,
Hannah came flying into the drawing-room,--she was so excited, she
forgot to knock. She held a cocked-hat note in her hand,--Kathie is
great on cocked-hat notes and paper lamplighters. "Oh, Miss Nora! it's
meself that's just found this on the flure mostly under the big Sarytogy
thrunk,--the one that's open," she cried, almost out of breath from her
rush down the steps.
"Nora" was scrawled in Kathie's handwriting on the outside of the note.
In an instant Nora tore it open, but she passed it right over to Phil.
"Read it,--I can't," she said in a shaky voice.
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