“I am Mr. Willing’s daughter,” said Shirley. “Come, give me the note.”
She took it from his hand, and opened it eagerly.
“Who’s it from, Shirley?” asked Mabel. “Is it from Jimmy?”
“Yes,” replied Shirley quietly. “Listen.” She read:
“Held prisoner by Jones. Am going to be taken to some house on creek and guarded till after race. Don’t know where.
“JIMMY.”
“I knew it,” said Mabel. “I was sure Jimmy was in trouble of some kind.”
“But how are we to find the house?” asked Shirley.
“I don’t know,” replied Mabel.
“We’ll have to tackle them all, that’s all there is about that,” said Leonard decidedly. “And the sooner we start the better, if you ask me.”