“Would you be willing to invest it for me? A large part of it really belongs to Dora, you know. I am not much of a business woman, and I would be glad if you would help me in the matter.”
“Certainly I will help you to invest, if you wish it,” answered Anderson Rover.
“Can I send the money to you?”
“Yes, But wait till I send you word. I want to look over the various offerings in securities first.”
At that moment came a call from the parlor. The young folks wanted the old folks to come in and join in the singing, and they complied. As they left the piazza a form that had been hiding behind some bushes nearby slunk away. The form was that of Tad Sobber.
“Thought I’d hear something if I came here,” muttered that individual to himself. “Going to turn the fortune over to old Rover to invest, eh? Not much! not if I can get my hands on it!”
And then Tad Sobber disappeared down the road in the darkness.
CHAPTER XII
OFF FOR CAMP
All too quickly for the girls and the boys, the visit of the folks from Cedarville to Valley Brook farm came to an end. During the week the boys took the girls on several trips in the touring car, and once all went for a picnic up the Swift river.
“You must write to us often, Dick,” said Dora, on parting. “If you go camping, tell us all the particulars.”