Get a map and figure it out.”

“Okay,” said Jeremy, and Jennifer went swiftly and silently down the stairs and out toward the garage.

Chapter 3

The chauffeur wasn’t hard to find. He was hovering anxiously outside the garage with a troubled eye toward the house, and he looked greatly relieved when he saw her coming.

“Thank you, Miss Jennifer, I’m sorry to have to trouble you,” he said as he came to meet her. “I just thought perhaps you could tell me how things are going to be. You see, something has come up, and I was anxious to know whether you folks would go on living here at the house and would be wanting to keep a chauffeur? I know it’s a little soon for me to be putting such questions, and I’m not sure you’re the one I should ask, only you are the oldest, and I thought perhaps you would be able to give me some idea. You see, I’ve heard of a man who wants a chauffeur bad, wants him right away, and it’s a good place with an all right wage, and I thought if ’twas all right with you I’d snap it up before it was gone. But, of course, if it isn’t, I wouldn’t want to do anything to cause you inconvenience. Your father was all right and treated me fine as silk, and I wouldn’t want to do anything to his family that wasn’t right.”

Jennifer looked up with a pleasant smile, tempered by the sorrow in her young eyes.

“Now, that’s nice of you, Phillips. I appreciate that,” she said. “I know my father trusted you a lot, and we all have felt that you sort of belong to us. But, as a matter of fact, I don’t believe we are going to need a chauffeur just now, not for a while anyway, and if you’ve found a place where you think you would be happy, I think you ought to take it. When do these people want you, Phillips?”

“Well,” said Phillips, with a downcast glance, working an embarrassed toe back and forth in the gravel of the drive, “they wanted me right away. You see, they’re from out west, and they come here visiting. Their own chauffeur got drunk, and they wanted to get another one to take his place permanently. My cousin happened to hear about it. She works at the house where the man is visiting and told ’em about me, knowing my employer was dead. But, of course, Miss Jennifer, if you want me to stay awhile, I’ll manage somehow. There’ll be other jobs.”

Jennifer smiled. “No, that’s all right, Phillips. We’ll be sorry to lose you, of course, but I’m glad if you’ve found a good place right away. I know Father would have said so, too. Do they want you today?”

The chauffeur looked ashamed. “Why yes, Miss Jennifer, if I could be spared. They wanted to start on their way today, this afternoon if possible.”

“I see. Well, could you pack up and get ready to go by afternoon?”

“Oh yes, Miss Jennifer. It doesn’t take me long to pack. But I don’t want to leave you in a hole.”

“That’s quite all right,” said Jennifer. “Jerry and I can both drive. But how about your pay, Phillips? Did Father owe you anything?”

“No, Miss Jennifer. He paid us all off the day he­ the day it happened.” Phillips choked and looked embarrassed. “But is this all that is necessary, or should I speak to one of your uncles first?”

“No, Phillips.