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The Scarlet Runner and his blue eyes held a hard look entirely new to her.

"Where is it?" he asked.

She looked surprised.

"Where is what? And aren't you going to say good-morning? You haven't much time for breakfast, but I've poured out your coffee and—"

"Thanks, "he said curtly. "Where is the Scarlet Runner?"

"The Scarlet Runner?" She stared at him blankly.

"Yes. For goodness' sake, Di, tell me at once. We must start at the half-hour. Where on earth have you had the thing put?"

"Georgie! Isn't it in the coach-house?"

"No," Georgie said curtly. "Curiously enough, it isn't. It has vanished in the night. Di—don't be a little goose. Tell me where the motor is, and I'll bring it round to the door before I have my breakfast."

Her face was white. 173