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"I don't know how to thank you," she had said to Betty and Grace, who had been appointed by the others to take the money to her. "You girls have waked Deepdale up with a vengeance. We were always intensely patriotic, but we hardly knew how to go about showing it, until you came and pointed the way." Mrs.
They had visited the gypsy camp, too, submitting it to a strict investigation, but with no result. The countryside had been scoured for miles around, but no trace had as yet been found of the missing criminals nor of their loot. Indeed, the thieves had covered their tracks well, and the inhabitants of Deepdale were beginning to lose hope of immediate reparation.
"We wanted to surprise you," said Betty gleefully, noting with pride how splendid he looked in his uniform. "You don't seem at all glad to see us. Mrs. Watson," remembering her manners in the nick of time, "this is a friend of ours from Deepdale Allen Washburn. He didn't know we were coming." "So I see," smiled Mrs. Watson, shaking hands warmly with Allen. "I'm very glad to know you, Mr.
But, on his death, the property was contested for in the courts by several heirs and for years had been tied up by litigation. So the mansion became deserted. Of sufficient importance to have a railroad, as well as a steamer line, Deepdale was well provided with transportation facilities.
"It's a pity there is no telephone along this road we could notify the folks at Deepdale," remarked Mollie. "Humph, if we did that they might get so scared that they'd send for us to come home," came from Amy. "That's so!" came from the other Outdoor Girls quickly. "Well, as I said before, no more thrills like that for yours truly," repeated Grace.
And, true to his word, after an hour's roundabout trip, they swung quietly into Deepdale, without having encountered further mishap on the way. Early the next morning Mollie hailed Betty as the Little Captain went up the street. "Where to, so early?" she called. "Why didn't you stop for me?" "Oh, I was going to Amy's first, to find out how Mrs. Stonington is," said Betty as she turned back.
Each one, it is true, brought something new and of peculiar interest to the girls, but it was only because they had never before been in Florida. To the residents it was all an old story even the picking of oranges. The grove was near a beautiful stream, not such a river as was the Argono of Deepdale, but broader, more shallow and sluggish.
But he preferred not to, since he had not really lost any of the valuable timber. "Besides, there is no use making Alice feel any worse than she does," said Grace. The Jallow camp had been broken up, since it was on Mr. Ford's land, and Alice, her mother and guests had gone back to Deepdale. Our friends held undisputed sway in the woods. Christmas was approaching.
There were some who protested against this "waste" of good and valuable dockage facilities, but the town committeemen, wisely ignoring objections, had, at some cost, acquired the land, and made what was one of the prettiest spots for miles around a little breathing place on the very edge of the beautiful river. Nor was the river the only attractive bit of water about Deepdale.
The girls' eyes grew wider and wider as they advanced toward the circle of flickering firelight. It seemed they were not the gypsies' only visitors, for there were many residents of Deepdale, some of whom the girls recognized. The roving folk had set forth their wares upon rudely constructed tables, ready for the first purchaser.
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