Dorothy Dixon and the Double Cousin

DOROTHY DIXON and the Double Cousin BY Dorothy Wayne Author of Dorothy Dixon Solves the Conway Case Dorothy Dixon and The Mystery Plane Dorothy Dixon Wins Her Wings THE GOLDSMITH PUBLISHING COMPANY CHICAGO
Copyright, 1933 The Goldsmith Publishing Company MADE IN U.S.A.
To Dorothea Hetty Gutmann
a New Canaan schoolgirl, who loves our beautiful Ridge Country, and whose fox terrier, Professor, really ate the dictionary!
CONTENTS
“Why—good heavens, girl! How in the world did you escape?”
Dorothy Dixon heard the low, eager whisper at her elbow but disregarded it. She was intent on selecting a tie from the colorful rack on the counter before her. She spoke to the clerk:
“I’ll take this one, and that’ll make four. I hope Daddy will approve my taste in Christmas presents,” she smiled, and laid a bill on her purchases.
“But—please, dear, tell me! Don’t you know I’m worried crazy? Who let you out?”
This time Dorothy felt a touch on her arm. She wheeled quickly to face a tall, slender young fellow of twenty-two or three. As she stared at him, half indignant, half wondering, she saw sincere distress in his brown eyes, and in the lines of his pleasant face. Hat in hand, he waited anxiously for an answer to his question, while the crowd of holiday shoppers poured through the aisles about them.
Dorothy’s eyes softened, then danced. “It seems to me,” she said, “that you have the wires twisted—it’s not I who’ve escaped, but you! Run along now and find your keeper. You’re evidently in need of one!”
“Your change and package, miss,” the impersonal voice of the haberdashery clerk intervened and Dorothy turned back to the counter.