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Latham's dish was the same Olga that had run away with the Day's treasure-box? Was it Olga Cedarstrom, with her name changed, and Stella had known it to be so, all the time? Really, when Janice thought of this she felt exceedingly angry with Stella. She had intended, after Stella had acted so meanly toward Amy Carringford, to let the farmer's daughter strictly alone in the future.
She ventured back into the house to find Olga Cedarstrom still breathing out threatenings and slaughter. Olga was in her nightgown and a wrapper. She had not even stopped for slippers when she came from her bed. Now she padded to the back stairs, turning to shake her clenched fist at Janice and cry: "I leave! I leave! I bane going to pack my troonk. The man pay me oop to last night, and I leave!"
She heard a step on the porch flooring. The door of the summer kitchen was seldom locked. Was Arlo Junior down there? That boy was constantly getting into trouble with the neighbors. There was a regular feud between Olga Cedarstrom and Arlo Junior. Olga had chased him half a block only the other day, threatening him with a broom. And the cats!
And Stella found it out and would not tell you." "Then she must be married. Of course her name is not Cedarstrom now," murmured Janice. "Oh! Is that it? I didn't know but she was a real crook," said Bertha, "and had what they call an 'alias." "No-o, I don't believe so.
"And you say you think she's married?" "It may be so. To Willie Sangreen. At least, she was going with a man by that name when she worked for us." "Don't know any Sangreens over at Pickletown," said Gummy, shaking his head. "And of course I haven't seen your Olga." "That is so, Gummy. But if the girl at Johnson's that night was really Olga Cedarstrom, you'd know her again, wouldn't you?"
Broxton Day outside on the step. "It looks as though we had come upon a fool's errand," said Mr. Day, coming back to the car and his daughter. "Mrs. Johnson says that girl was not named Cedarstrom, and that she has already gone away." "Do you suppose it is the truth, Daddy?" asked the anxious Janice. "Well, it is probably the truth. All Olgas are not named 'Cedarstrom, of course.
He's got black and yellow on him, Janice. You've seen him, I know." And suddenly Janice remembered that she had seen him. He had been one of those cats tolled into the back kitchen by Arlo Junior. Worse than all, Sam was the cat Olga Cedarstrom had hurt with a lump of coal. She remembered that he was the last to escape when she opened the kitchen door, dragging his injured leg behind him.
If Olga Cedarstrom were really dishonest, she might be getting farther and farther away from Greensboro while Janice remained inactive! She must do something. Janice went slowly downstairs. First Of all it was her duty to communicate with her father at the bank. She hated to tell him of this happening, for she realized keenly her fault in the matter.
"Why, that it was very true her name was not Cedarstrom now. That is just the way she said it before she got up and flounced out of the car." "Oh, Bert!" gasped Janice. "Do you see? I was some minutes catching on to it," Bertha said, rather slangily. "But you see, I guess. That girl had been known as 'Olga Cedarstrom' at some time or other, you mark my word.
"Whatever else she was," he said, finally, "I don't think she was a lady buccaneer. Olga Cedarstrom appeared to be almost as stupid a person as I ever saw. But she was bad tempered no doubt of that." "Yes, Daddy, her disposition was not very sweet," admitted Janice, with a sigh. "But it looks queer," her father pursued.
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