After all, Nancy decided, this mysterious lady was both fascinating and
beautiful.

"And who is Mr. Campbell?"

Nancy explained. In fact, after a few leading questions, she disclosed
the entire history of the household; who they were, how long they
expected to stay, and how they happened to be spending the summer in
Japan.

"Is it possible that you are the Motor Maids who have ridden so many
thousands of miles in a red car?" asked the stranger.

Nancy opened her eyes.

"Yes," she answered. "But we never dreamed we were so famous as that."

"Ah, you will find that Tokyo is not so far removed from the world,"
answered the woman, smiling gravely. "And Mr. Campbell is building a
railroad, you say?"

"No, I didn't say so," replied Nancy, a little surprised. "He's not
building anything that I know of. He is being consulted, or something."

But the stranger did not seem to have heard her.

"I must be going," she said absently. "You are an adorably pretty child.
It's been a pleasure to see you. I only wandered in here because I was
unhappy and wanted to be alone, but you have cheered me up. Run along,