“Who knows?” his wife exclaimed.
Ken turned to his younger sister. “What were you doing so far away from home?” he demanded.
“Don’t bother the child now,” asserted his mother. “Let us eat now. You can ask her all the questions you want later or tomorrow.”
“Yes, Mother.”
The family settled down to their meal and for the present tried to forget the anxiety and worry the child had caused them.
As soon as he could get away from the table, Ken did so and raced upstairs. Dashing into his room, he called out, “Hello, Jack.”
“Hello, Ken. I hear Betty gave you a bad scare.”
“And how!” added Paul. “The only ones we did not have searching for her were the marines, and only because there are none in Stanhope.”
“Yes, that is just what I want to ask you about, Jack. How did you come to find her?” asked Ken.
“I was out that way visiting Bud Menninger. You know him, don’t you, Ken?”