Rona had trouble with Gladys, who had waxed hysterical, but with Marion's help she landed her safely and went back for Ruth.

By this time the danger-signal, blown lustily from several League whistles, brought all who were anywhere within reach rushing to the rendezvous.

Mrs.Arnold, with wet golden hair clinging round her white face, leaned against Catherine's shoulder, while Doris rubbed her hands.
"I'm glad my husband's gone to Capel Garmon to-day.

Please let me tell him myself," were her first words.

"It was good little Rona who saved me," she added, smiling faintly at Miss Bowes, who was down on her knees beside her on the grass.
"I wish I'd done it.