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And they'd had a strange experience. They were running away!" "Bad business, as a rule," commented Trenwith. "But I suppose there was a good reason?" "You bet there was, old chap! Bessie had lived for a good many years with an old farmer called Hoover and his wife. They had a son, too, a worthless young scamp named Jake, lazy and ready for any sort of mischief that turned up!"
She looked helplessly at Dolly, and Trenwith, understanding, looked as if she had said something that delighted him. Perhaps she had perhaps she had even meant to do so. "I'll attend to getting supper ready now, sir, Mr. Trenwith, if you'll take the wheel," said Bates, just then. "All right," said Trenwith, nodding. "Now make a good job of it, Bates. I've been praising you up to the skies."
Eleanor chose to ignore the meaning he so plainly implied, but she was perfectly content with the explanation, and sat there dreamily, expecting to hear the reassuring whir of the motor at any moment. But the minutes dragged themselves out, and the only sound that came from the engine was the tapping of the tools Bates was using. Trenwith frowned. "This is very strange," he said.
Trenwith and Jamieson, laughing a good deal, and enjoying themselves immensely, insisted on doing the heavy work of setting up the ridge poles, and laying down the floors of the new tents, but when it came to stretching the canvas over the framework, they were not in it with the girls. "You men mean well, but I never saw anything so clumsy in my life!" declared Eleanor, laughingly.
"Nothing much, probably," said Trenwith "Bates will have it fixed in a few minutes. The best engine in the world is apt to get balky at times and I must say that mine has chosen a very good time to misbehave."
"Jake may have come here with some vague idea of telling us what he knew. But suppose he has seen Holmes or some of the others since Bessie got him to promise to go to Charlie Jamieson in the city?" "I hoped you wouldn't think of that," said Trenwith, gravely. "I thought of it, too. You mean he might have been here just as a spy, with no idea of showing himself at all?"
"Oh, you leave that to us!" said Trenwith, cheerfully. "I'm sorry this has happened, but please believe me when I say that it isn't a bit serious." They soon saw the Columbia was to be rescued from her predicament. She was fairly near the shore, and now Bates dropped an anchor, and she remained still, swinging slowly on the chain.
Billy Trenwith, his clothes torn, his hands chafed and bleeding, appeared on the dock. "Good Heavens, Billy, I'd forgotten all about you!" said Charlie. "Where have you been?" "How can you speak to him as a friend after the way he betrayed us?" asked Eleanor, indignantly, and Billy winced. But Charlie laughed happily. "He didn't betray you," said he.
Maybe that was all right in the old days, when there were always plenty of men to look after a woman. But how about the way things are now? Women have to go into shops and offices and factories to earn a living, don't they, just the way men do?" "They do more's the pity!" said Trenwith. Eleanor looked at him as if she understood just what he meant.
"He's got several more thinks coming on that," said Trenwith, angrily. "What a hound he must be! We've got to get to the bottom of this business, Charlie. That's all there is to it!" "Won't Jake Hoover help, Charlie?" suggested Eleanor. "He told Bessie he would go in to see you." "He did come, but I was called away, and meant to talk to him again this morning, Nell.
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