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His men crowded up around him. "Shall we go on cutting?" asked the foreman. Mr. Jallow hesitated a moment. "No," he said, in a low voice. "Better stop I guess." "I may want you men to work for me," put in Mr. Ford. "I intend to go on cutting this tract, as soon as the court formalities are over. If you like you may remain in camp until it is time to go to work again. I'll hire you."
"Jallow said he would pay me just to disappear for a time, and, foolishly, I consented. I went out of the country, and for a while Jallow sent me, and a friend of mine, money. My friend knew the proper boundaries, too. "Then the money stopped, and I came on to find out why. Jallow only laughed at me, and said he had no further use for me, as he'd got all he wanted. I didn't know what to do.
It it is true, and and there is no use giving her the satisfaction of knowing that she has has hurt me," faltered Amy. "Oh, the meanness of it!" murmured Betty. "But, Amy dear, I don't understand. This doesn't at all look like the writing of Alice Jallow." "I know; she has disguised her scribbling, that's all. But it doesn't matter. I'll never charge her with it." "Why not?" "I haven't the heart.
One afternoon, following a long tramp, while the boys and girls were on their way to camp they made a curious discovery. But Grace and her chums were careful to keep on their side of the boundary. On this occasion, however, they approached it closely, and looking off through the trees of the land Mr. Jallow claimed, Mollie espied smoke coming from a log cabin.
"No," replied Betty. "Then what occurred to-day?" "Oh, it was that horrid Alice Jallow!" exclaimed Mollie. "Excuse me, Mr. Ford!" she cried, impulsively, "but I just can't help saying it." "You are excused," he said, smiling. By turns the girls told what had happened on the ice. "Humph! Rather strange," mused the lawyer. "Quite a coincidence.
It was the next afternoon, when Betty and Grace were having a game of tennis on the court that had been laid out back of the High School, that Alice Jallow and Kittie Rossmore came past, arm in arm. They paused for a moment to watch the game, and during a lull Alice remarked: "When does the tramping club start?"
It was indeed so. Mrs. Jallow, her daughter and Kittie looked up and saw our friends their rivals. Then the three newcomers started for the boundary line, the two boys remaining at the cabin. "Shall we shall we wait?" asked Betty in a low voice. "We're on my father's land I don't see why we should run," said Grace calmly. "Especially from them!"
Over the snow to where, according to Ted Franklin, the Jallow lumbermen had last been seen cutting the valuable timber, went Mr. Ford and his little party, including the boys and girls. There was eager anticipation in their demeanor.
Always taking what doesn't belong to them even the reputation of other girls. She borrowed my botany a year ago and never returned it." Mr. Ford smiled. "I don't know anything about the girl Alice," he said, "but that Jallow is certainly a sharper, to be moderate. He and I will have a clash if he doesn't look out!" and Mr. Ford's hands clenched. "What about, Daddy?" asked Grace.
There was talk that they had come here, and folks were speculating as to why. I wondered if it had anything to do with the dispute over the land." "We think so, but we can't be sure," said Will. "I have written to father about it, and he has asked us to be on our guard. Jallow may be planning some trick to get more land away from dad."
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