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"I don't understand it yet," said Bessie, who, although the capture meant more to her than it did to any of the others, had not given way to her emotions, and seemed as cool and calm as if she had been safely back on Plum Beach. "It's only too easy to understand," said Eleanor, bitterly. "Charlie was deceived in his friend, Mr. Trenwith. He's just as easy to bribe as Jake Hoover. That's all.
"We want to have the new tents set up, and everything ready for the night. I'd like those people to know, if they come snooping around here again, that it takes more than a fire to put the Camp Fire Girls out of business!" "My, but you're a slave driver, Nell," said Charlie Jamieson, jovially. He winked in the direction of Trenwith. "I'm sorry for your husband when you get married.
"In the first place, Miss Mercer here took a party of her Camp Fire Girls, these same ones that you can see there so busy about getting breakfast, over the state line, and they went to a camp on a lake a little way from a village called Hedgeville." "I know the place," nodded Trenwith. "Never been there, but I know where it is." "Well, one morning they discovered these two Bessie and Zara.
They were afraid of Holmes, though, at Hamilton and we couldn't touch him. He's got a whole lot of money and power, too, especially in politics. So he can get away with things that would land a smaller man in jail in a jiffy." "His money and pull won't do him any good down here," said Trenwith, his eyes snapping.
"Not so fast, young man!" said a stern voice in the door of the tent, and Jake almost collapsed as Bill Trenwith, a policeman in uniform at his back, came in. "There you are, Jones, there's your man. Arrest him on a charge of having no means of support that will hold him for the present. We can decide later on what we want to send him to prison for. He's done enough to get him twenty years."
So she blushed, which was the last thing in the world she wanted to do, and then made some excuse for a hasty flight. "Well, you people have so many things happen to you all the time," said Trenwith, indignantly, "that I don't see why it wasn't perfectly natural for me to come out to see what was wrong now!" "Oh, don't apologize to me, Mr. Trenwith!" said Dolly, mischievously.
Better not ask him too many questions about how you happened to break down right off my island; he would have a hard time convincing you with any story he told. Eh, Trenwith?" "Shut up!" growled Trenwith. "What does all this nonsense mean? Get off my boat!" "Oh, are you trying to make them believe you didn't know about this? I beg your pardon, Trenwith, I really do!
"She's not very fast or very fashionable, but she is good fun. I'd rather have a steady, slow engine that you can depend on than one of those racing motors that's always getting out of order." "All ready to start, sir, Mr. Trenwith," said Bates, his 'crew, then, and Trenwith took the wheel. "All right," he said. "Let her go, Bates!
"Well, of course," said Trenwith, "it may enlighten him a bit when he finds that those rascals we caught to-day will have to stand trial, just as if they were friendless criminals. If what you say about him is so, he'll be after me to-morrow, trying to call me off. And I guess he'll find that he's up against the law for once." "Did you get that telephone fixed up, Nell?" asked Charlie.
"You're a fine lot," declared Jake, something about Trenwith's manner seeming to steady him so that he could talk intelligibly. "You tell me I won't get into any trouble if I come here, and then I find it's a trap!" "No one told you anything of the sort, my lad," said Trenwith, sharply. "You promised to go to Mr. Jamieson and tell him what you knew.
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