I'm ready to work till the usual time if you prefer."
"Well spoken. But I don't prefer. I shall enjoy a stroll down the avenue
myself in this sunshine. What sunshine--for November!"
It was barely three when the Judge released his assistant, two hours
after the riding party had left. As he opened the front door and ran to
his waiting car, Richard was wondering how many miles away they were and
in what direction they had gone. He wanted nothing so much as to meet
them somewhere on the road--better yet, to overtake and come upon them
unawares.
A powerful car driven by a determined and quick-witted young man may
scour considerable country while three horses, trotting in company, are
covering but a few short miles. Richard was sure of one thing: whichever
road appealed to the young Grays as most picturesque and secluded on
this wonderful Indian-summer afternoon would be their choice. Not the
main highways of travel, but some enticing by-way. Where would that be?
He decided on a certain course, with a curious feeling that he could
follow wherever Roberta led, by the invisible trail of her radiant
personality.
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