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That is, if we get right at it. Come on, Mr. Blackford, and we'll find the little rascal!" "Of course we will!" cried Betty. "Don't cry, Mollie dear. He can't be lost for long; everyone in Deepdale knows him and whoever finds him will take him home." "Yes, but he he may freeze!" "Oh, it isn't cold!" declared Grace, though she was even then shivering.
When they had to return to Deepdale the boys took Professor Dempsey with them and Frank saw to it that the old man was made comfortable until his wounded sons returned to him. Both of the hurt soldiers were recovering, and the reunion of father and sons was most affecting. "Now for a final swim below the falls!" cried Mollie one day, when the outing was coming to an end,
The tears had risen to Grace's eyes and she had turned away. "No," she said, very softly. "He hasn't enlisted." Betty's brow puckered in bewilderment. "Did he say why he was coming on?" she asked, not knowing just what to say. "He said he was coming on business," Grace replied listlessly, then added, with a sudden fierce outburst of emotion: "I wish he'd stay in Deepdale.
The mystery which at one time had surrounded her origin had been cleared up some years before by the finding of Henry Blackford, her long-lost brother. How the girls formed a camping and tramp club and the fun they had on their interesting and adventurous tour, has been told in the first volume of the series, entitled "The Outdoor Girls of Deepdale."
"I've got it," said Betty, leaning forward eagerly. "It may not be much of an idea, but then again it may." "Speak up, speak up, what's on your mind?" urged Mollie slangily. "Well," said Betty, "there is Mr. Haig, principal of Deepdale High.
It was a long time since Nicholas had witnessed so much magnificence gathered together in one room, and tired by his long ride and soothed by the grateful odour of the incense which filled the room, and also struck by a feeling of reverential awe by the solemnity of the whole scene, which readily appealed to his religious instincts, he remembered nothing of what had just transpired, but leaned his head upon his hand and fell into a reverie, such as he had allowed himself to indulge in when alone in his solitary Deepdale cell.
"An auto!" exclaimed Grace. "There isn't one near enough " began Will, when Grace cried: "Percy Falconer! There he comes!" The Deepdale johnny was coming down the road in his powerful machine. With all his faults he had the car in his favor, though he was not a skilled driver, and seldom could get anyone to venture out with him. "Hey, Percy! You're just in time!" "Over here!" "This way!"
"Goodness, I should think not," said Grace, while Betty and Mollie giggled happily. "I can't imagine you in the role of chief washerwoman to Deepdale, Amy; and as for stenography think how much you would have to spend before you began to earn any money." "My idea's very much simpler than either of those," said Betty demurely.
He did as he was told, departed from Derby, but had no idea where he was to go; directing his footsteps towards the east, he passed through a village, and heard a woman instruct a girl to drive some calves to Deepdale. Regarding this as an interposition of Providence, the baker, encouraged, asked where was Deepdale; the woman told the girl to show him.
Charming weather, isn't it? Ah, yes, really!" "Percy Falconer!" said Grace. "Catch me, somebody!" "Hush! He'll hear you!" cautioned Betty, and a moment later the "johnny" of Deepdale, attired in the latest fashion in motoring togs, came out on the porch, followed quickly by Mrs. Nelson. "Oh, here are the girls now!" said Betty's mother. "Yes," assented Betty.
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