“Oh, yes’m. I’ve seen ’em in New York. They all dress the same, and they have a queer look on their face, and they wear heavy shoes. It’s a policewoman all right.”
“But what does she want?” Terry asked.
“Melissa Clayton,” said Ida.
“Oh!” murmured Arden. “If they arrest that poor child——”
“Perhaps we’d better have this policewoman in,” suggested Mrs. Landry.
“Oh, yes!” said Sim. “We’ve got to find out about this. Perhaps she may know something about Dimitri.”
CHAPTER XXIII
On the Water Trail
Mrs. Landry told Ida to invite the visitor to sit on the front porch while the dessert was being eaten.
“If I asked her into the front room she would probably hear what you girls talk about,” said Terry’s mother, “and you are sure to talk, I know.”
“You can’t blame us in these circumstances,” said Sim.