Which was true enough—although the school principal was still a long way off. Jim Varey seemed to see the wisdom of the girl’s remarks, however, for he turned and fled.
The next minute they heard the heavy wagon being driven furiously away from the garden gate, and Bobby turned to find Gee Gee, sitting very faint and white, upon the porch steps.
[CHAPTER XXII—LOU POTTER SCORES ONE]
“Has he gone?” gasped Gee Gee, weakly.
“They’ve driven off, Miss Carrington. Margit is in no danger now,” said Bobby, eyeing the teacher curiously.
“You—you know about it, too, do you?” murmured the teacher.
“I guess I know something about it,” replied Bobby, promptly. “We girls saw Margit up there in the hills when she ran away from the Gypsies the first time. And I was over to Eve Sitz’s the night the Vareys stole Margit away again. I’d see the police if I were you, Miss Carrington.”
“The police—yes!” returned the lady. “It will all have to be dragged into publicity, I suppose.”
Bobby didn’t know what to say, for she did not understand Gee Gee’s present character, anyway! Nobody before had ever seen Miss Grace Gee Carrington so disturbed in her mind.
Bobby saw the front door open again, and Margit appeared on the porch.