“Yes. I expect so.”
“‘Mr. Norman?’” Nell repeated, reflectively. “And the fellow who robbed that bank in Albany is Norman Halliday? The very same!”
“And you knew this all along, Laura Belding?” cried Lil. “You mean thing!”
“Oh, quit, Lil,” advised Bobby, gruffly. “Why should Laura stir up a row and scare you all? I never till this very moment guessed who 191 the fellow might be, myself. Of course the sheriff is looking for him!”
“And on this island!” murmured Lil. “A criminal!”
“We don’t know how much of a criminal he is,” said Laura, stoutly. “He was the fellow that saved Short and Long from that dog yesterday, I verily believe,” and she wagged her head. “He didn’t look very desperate, I can tell you!”
“My goodness! that’s so,” said Bobby, eagerly. “Let’s keep the sheriff off.”
“How are you going to do it?” asked Jess. “Go down there and stone him when the barge comes near?” and she chuckled.
“He hasn’t any permit. This is private land––”
“But can’t he search the island for a lawbreaker?” asked Dorothy.