“Huh! Don’t you know her neither?”
“I’m not sure I couldn’t guess,” Ruth declared. Tom kept his lips tightly closed.
“They made friends, then,” explained the woman. “The gal you say you know, and the tenderfoot. And they went off together this morning with Flapjack——”
“Not with our guide?” cried Ruth. “Oh, Tom! what can it mean?”
“Got me,” grunted the young fellow.
“Why! it is the most mysterious affair,” Ruth repeated. “I can’t understand it.”
“Leave it to me,” said Tom, quickly. “You go in with the other girls and primp.”
“Primp, indeed!”
“I suppose you’ll have to here, just the same as anywhere else,” the boy said, with a quick grin. “I’ll look around and see what’s happened. Of course, that Flapjack person can’t have gone far.”
“And Ann wouldn’t have run away from us, I’m sure,” Ruth sent back over her shoulder as she entered the hotel.