But he can't--he's married already----" "Sakes alive!" Just that one brief exclamation, and then suddenly Jane's lower lip began to work convulsively, and two tears squeezed themselves out of her little eyes, and her whole face puckered up like a baby's.
Sara caught her by the arm and shook her.
"Don't cry!" she said vehemently.

"You haven't time! We've got to save her--we've got to get her back before any one knows.

Do you understand?
Stop crying at once!" Jane reacted promptly to the fierce imperative, and sniffingly choked back her tears.

Suddenly her eyes fell on the little package from the chemist which she still held clutched in her hand.
"The artfulness of her!" she ejaculated indignantly.

"Asking me to go along to the chemist's and bring her back some aspirin for her headache! And me, like a fool, suspecting nothing, off I goes! There's the stuff!"-- viciously flinging the chemist's parcel on to the floor.