“I know it was Tommy I saw,” she declared.
“But how could Tommy get here, clear from Bloomingsburg?” Ruth said. “You know how long it took us to get here by train.”
“I know, Sister,” Tess said. “But it was Tommy. And he must have had an awfully hard time.”
“Do—do you s’pose he is looking for us?” queried Dot.
“Don’t you fret, Dot,” assured Agnes. “He sha’n’t jump out and say ‘Boo!’ at you any more.”
“It isn’t that. I guess the dark scared me more than Tommy did,” confessed Dot. “But say, Tess! Did he have his Indian suit on when he went by in the rain?”
“No. Just rags,” declared Tess.
After luncheon Ruth rummaged for brooms, brushes and dustcloths. Mrs. McCall asked:
“What under the canopy are you girls going to do now?”
“Garret. Going to clean it,” said Agnes.