The Scarlet Runner
She put her two hands on his shoulders.
"I had nothing to do with its going away," said she. "Look in my face and tell me that you believe me—"
He stared.
"I won't marry you, Georgie, if you can't trust me."
His face changed, and then at last he understood how much in earnest she was. Georgie was not very quick.
"Good Kitty! Why on earth didn't you say so before?"
She smiled sadly.
"Didn't I? You believe me now?"
"Di!" His voice was indignant. "As if I could doubt your word for a moment. You oughtn't to ask such a thing!" But indignation changed to bewilderment. "But the motor? When on earth—"
She took a small scrap of note-paper from her hanging-pocket and handed it to him silently.
"This was pinned to the Scarlet Runner's cushions," said she, "when we found it in the yard."
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