It took her a few moments to realise
the whole situation, and then she began to laugh.
She jumped up and went to Cameron, and with her little fist she
pounded his broad shoulder.
"_I_--THINK--YOU'RE--PERFECTLY--HORRID!!" she exclaimed, emphasising
each word by a pound on his shoulders.
Then she stood back with dignity. "How DARE you do such a thing?"
she cried, stamping her foot at him.
"There, there, little Princess,--little Captive Princess,--don't
take it so hard! Don't let your joy at your escape be marred by your
chagrin at having been caught!"
"Do you mean to say, Cameron," said Kenneth, rather sternly, "that
you trumped up this quarantine business, and it's all a fake?"
"Just exactly that," said Cameron, calmly, and looking Ken steadily
in the eye.
"You've made me a lot of trouble, old man," and Kenneth's voice was
regretful rather than reproachful.
"Oh, not so much," said Cameron, airily. "I took the liberty of
telephoning your office after you did yesterday, and told them that
it was probable you'd be back there this afternoon."
Kenneth stared at him speechlessly, stupefied by this exhibition of
nerve.
"Did you know all about it, Lora?" demanded Marie, turning to Mrs.
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