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As Janice came nearer she saw that Marm Parraday did not look as she once did. Her hair had turned very gray, there were deeper lines in her weather-beaten face, and a trembling of her lips and hands made Janice's heart ache. If the Inn was doing well and Lem Parraday was prospering, his wife seemed far from sharing in the good times that appeared to have come to the Lake View Inn.
Of course, all of Janice Day's school friends did not go away from Greensboro for the summer vacation; or, if they did go away for a little visit, they were soon back again. And when the girls heard that Janice's father had broken his leg and that Janice was tied to the house with him, they began to come to see her, and inquire about daddy, and cheer her up. None of them realized that, with Mrs.
"They have gone back to Sweden," said Janice's informant, nodding over her sewing. "Yes. They had a stroke of luck. Mrs. Johnson told me herself in her broken talk. Near's I could find out her grandfather had died and left her a bit of property, and she and her family were going back to the place they came from ten years ago, to attend to it. Lucky folks, some of them foreigners.
"I wonder if we'll come across any people living in the forest?" "I wonder" Janey echoed. "Perhaps the old man who brought us from the station in Aunt Janice's car. He may live in there, and we might stop and invite him to the party." Nora laughed. "He isn't really old, Janey. I thought him pretty vigorous. Who knows though, whom we may find deep in the forest?
Army planes had flown northward in the darkness, moved by the Mayor's, and Coburn's, and Janice's tale of Bulgarian soldiers on Greek soil, sleeping soundly. They had released parachute flares and located the village of Náousa. Parachutists with field radios had jumped, while other flares burned to light them to the ground. That was that.
The phaeton really was getting perilously near the edge of the undefended ditch, when Janice ran out beside the pony's head, clutched at his bridle, and halted him in his mad career. The paper dropped into the ditch and lay still, and the pony began to nuzzle Janice's hand. "Isn't he just cunning!" gasped the girl, turning to look at the two little old ladies.
"We're leaving the mystery of the tower room behind " Janey paused, remembering that it was Aunt Janice's secret, after all, of which she spoke; yet she had not been able to shake off her nervous feelings, even though Nora had laughed at her fears! "I read a story once called, 'The Adventure of the Happy Heart." "What a pretty title, Nora tell us about it."
The roads were fast drying up, and Marty promised that the car would soon be in order. But the thought now served to inspire no anticipation of pleasure in Janice's troubled mind. She passed Major Price just at the foot of Hillside Avenue. The major was Polktown's moneyed man really the magnate of the village.
"What in 'tarnation is Janice doin' up in her room?" he queried, slopping the water as he put the pail hurriedly upon the shelf. "I haven't the least idea what it can be," said Mrs. Day, almost aghast. "By jinks!" exclaimed the slangy boy. "I wanter see. By jinks! she socked that nail home she did!" The whole house rang with the vigor of Janice's blows.
Suddenly she uttered a little exclamation. Gummy glanced ahead, too. "Yes," he said, "that's the woman. That's the one I saw that night at Stella Latham's. "It it is Olga Cedarstrom," murmured Janice. Gummy drew the old horse to a stop. Janice leaped down. The Swedish woman turned and looked into Janice's blazing countenance. Her own dull face lit up and she actually smiled.
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