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"What about the complications, Daddy?" asked Grace, laughing. "I'm coming to them. Mr. Jallow, the father of your friend Alice " "She isn't our friend," said Grace, quickly. "Well, anyhow, her father is mixed up in this lumber camp business. He owns a lot of property next to mine, and he claims some that I think should belong to me." "He does?" cried Mollie. "That's just like the Jallows!
"I'd even be glad to see some of the Jallows!" exclaimed Grace, after a bit. "They couldn't refuse to rescue us. Oh, I do hope papa will have no further trouble with that man! If we could only help him to straighten out the tangle!" "We'll have to straighten out our own first," said Mollie, with a tense smile. "Do you think we are getting nearer shore, Betty?"
They're cutting timber on land I'm sure belongs to your father, regardless of the strip in dispute. I'm going to wire him to come up here. This thing ought to be stopped." "Oh dear! More trouble!" sighed Grace. "Well, do as you think best, Mr. Franklin. I think you'll find papa home. Oh, I wish this was all settled. I wonder why there are such people as the Jallows, anyhow?"
"Those Jallows well, perhaps the least said about them the better." Talking excitedly over the chance that had been offered to them, Grace, Mollie and Betty were soon on their way to the home of Amy Stonington. They found their chum in better spirits. The gloom of the day had passed, and she smiled, though wanly.
Paddy Malone was to be foreman of the new cutting gang, many of Mr. Jallow's employes hiring out to Grace's father. The Jallows had gone back to Deepdale, as I have said, the case against Mr. Jallow being dropped. "See you later!" called the girls to the boys, as the latter prepared to go home in the auto ice boat.
Blackford stayed, and as he could do little business while thus snow-bound he made arrangements to remain in camp a week or two. The boys and girls were glad to have him, as he was good company, and knew no end of games for an evening entertainment. Meanwhile, though the young folks often went off in the woods, they had no further clashes with the Jallows.
Franklin, the camp care-taker, who had been over to a distant section, came running down to the dock. "Do you think your father is back from his Western trip yet, Miss Ford?" he asked. "Yes, I had a letter from home to-day, saying he would be home to-night. Why?" "Well, those Jallows are acting mean again.
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