"I'm sorry
to have called you away from your work," she added, "but when
Mrs. Baggert told me you were at the submarine dock I thought
perhaps you could run out and get me in your machine. I didn't
expect you to fly to me."
"I'm always ready to do that!" exclaimed Tom, as he shot
upward to avoid a bank of low-lying clouds. "Were you frightened
at the crash in the machine?"
"Not greatly. I saw it coming, and knew it was unavoidable.
That chap hasn't been running autos very long, I imagine, and he
lost his head in the emergency. But I had my brakes on and he
just coasted into me. I was lucky in that it wasn't worse."
"I should say so! Do you want to get right home?"
"I think I'd better. Mother and father may be a little worried
about me. And they've had trouble enough of late."
"Trouble!" exclaimed Tom, in a questioning voice. "Anything
serious?"
"No, just family financial matters. Not ours she hastened to
add, as she saw Tom look quickly at her. "A relative. I shouldn't
have mentioned it, but father and mother are a little worried,
and I don't want to add to it.
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