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Updated: June 15, 2025
All her great love for living things rose in stout appeal against this ruthless deed. She lifted her slight body and sprang up and out, striking the hard ground with a sickening thud. She sat up, shaking from head to foot. A short distance ahead Molly Merriweather was turning her machine. Jinnie crawled to the middle of the road, still dizzy from her fall.
What are the Merriweather Girls doing now?" asked Bob Evans as he and Phil Gordon came into Shirley's Shop and followed the girls to the dark room. "Ssh! Bob! We think Shirley's got a picture of a deer or some other wild animal. Keep quiet." "Yes, keep quiet Phil!" laughed Bob. "The wild animal might get excited and run." Everything in the dark room was quiet as Shirley developed the plate.
"Ramon Salazar is a cross-eyed Mexican with a lame leg, and Kie Wicks is a coward. I guess The Merriweather Girls could beat them with their eyes shut." "That a girl, Kit! Of course we can," cried Bet indignantly. "And we will!" The Judge chuckled at their flare of independence, and turned to Joy, the timid one. "What about you, Joy? Do you want to help the girls fight for the claim?"
"From Trixy," she said, under her breath; "and I felt sure there would be one from Are you sure this is all, Mr. Merriweather? I expected another." "Sure and certain, Miss Edie. Sorry to disappoint you, but that's all. Never mind, my dear he'll write by next mail." She turned shortly away, putting the letter in her pocket.
What do you like to do more than anything else?" asked Enid Breckenridge. "I like dancing. I'm not as much of an outdoor girl as the rest of you. I go along, not because I like it, but I like the company. Now it's different with dancing, I could dance all day and all night." "She's the ladylike member of The Merriweather Girls' Club," smiled Bet with an affectionate glance toward Joy.
Lady Betty Merriweather had been the first owner of the Merriweather Estate, Bet's home on the Hudson, and from an old picture of her that adorned the great entrance hall of the Manor, the girls had come to feel that she was their friend and companion, an ideal for them to live up to. "Anyway," continued Joy, "she liked horses. And I don't.
"Say, what's the matter with The Merriweather Girls?" cried Bet, bringing her horse up sharply. "We're letting two cowardly ruffians frighten us away. I'm going back this minute." "You are not, Bet Baxter! Father would be frightfully angry if you do. He trusts us not to take any big risks. I know he wouldn't want us to go back where those men are." Enid put her hand on Bet's shoulder.
But I'll not do a thing unless I can wear one of those lovely white leather costumes. I'm sure I'd look well in one!" This from Joy, the butterfly girl. "Then The Merriweather Girls stand together!" laughed Enid Breckenridge. "Of course, 'One for all and all for one!" said Bet, with a happy smile on her face. "I wonder what adventures are in store for us there?"
Bet was so positive in her assertion that the treasure could remain in the ground for all she cared, that no one guessed that before the month was out, not Bet alone, but all The Merriweather Girls would have no thought of anything except that treasure, and all the adventure it brought. From early morning until late at night their one interest would be unravelling the mystery of Lost Canyon.
For a long time afterwards she sat dreaming, reminiscing in sweet fancy every word and smile Theodore had given her. Whenever Molly Merriweather was mentioned to Theodore King, that young man felt a twinge in his conscience. His mother had taken him gently to task.
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