We'll feed as we go." "Oh--h!" A gasp of horrified recollection escaped her.

"I never thought of it! Of course you've had no dinner!" He laughed.

"Have you ?" he asked amusedly.
"No, but that's different." "Well, we'll even matters up by having some sandwiches together presently.

Mrs.Judson has packed some in." Sara was silent, inwardly dwelling on the fact that no least detail ever seemed to escape Garth's attention.

Even in the hurry of their departure, and with the whole scheme of Molly's rescue to envisage, he had yet found time to order due provision for the journey.
An hour later they pulled up at the principal hotel of the first big town on the route, and Garth elicited the fact that a car answering to the description of Lester Kent's had stopped there, but only for a bare ten minutes which had enabled its occupants to snatch a hasty meal.
"They've been here and gone straight on," he reported to Sara.
"Evidently Kent's taking no chances"-- grimly.