a second's halting. Half an hour had passed. That was lengthened to an hour, then suddenly Jane stopped, leaned over and peered into the pale face of Harriet.

   "I see a little color returning!" she cried in a shrill voice. "Hurrah! Harriet's alive!"

   "You don't thay?" exclaimed Tommy.

   "Keep her arms going! Don't stop for a single second," commanded Miss Elting. "Hazel, take off Harriet's shoes. Beat the bottoms of her feet. Oh, if we had something warm to put her in. Margery, you get out Harriet's clothing from the trunk."

   "I—I can't," answered Buster in a weak voice.

   "Buthter ith too nervouth. I'll get them," offered Tommy. She did, too. Now that she had something to do, she went about it as calmly as though she had had no previous fear. "Are thethe what you want, Mith Elting?" she asked.

   "Yes; bring them here. She is breathing. Faster, Jane, faster!"

   "Don't pull her armth out by the roootth," warned Tommy. The guardian made no reply. It was a critical moment and Harriet Burrell's life hung on a very slender thread. Return to consciousness was so slow as to seem like no recovery at all. The spot of red that had appeared in either cheek faded and disappeared. Miss Elting's heart sank when she noted the change in the face of the unconscious girl. Jane saw it, too, but made no comment.

   Tommy, having taken the clothes from the trunk, now very methodically piled them up near at hand, so that the guardian might reach

   them without shifting her position materially. Then the little girl stood with hands clasped before her, her eyes squinting, her face twisted into what Jane afterward said was a really hard knot.

   Two tiny spots of red once more appeared in each cheek of Harriet's white face.

   "Shall I move her arms faster?" asked Jane.

   Miss Elting shook her head. "Keep on as you are. I don't quite understand, but she is alive. Of that I am positive."

   For fully fifteen minutes after that the two young women worked in silence. They noted joyfully that the tiny spots of color in Harriet's cheeks were growing. The spots were now as large as a twenty-five-cent piece. Miss Elting motioned for Jane to cease the arm movements, then she laid an ear over 

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