"Oh, yes!" cried Janice clasping her hands.
It had suddenly impressed her that beyond any doubt, Olga was not a thief. Whatever had happened to the treasure-box, Olga did not knowingly have it in her possession. "I remember de leetle box. Yes! You t'ink I take it?"
"We haven't been able to find it since you left, Olga," cried
Janice.
"Huh! I saw it. But—Here! This boy will drive us back mit him to your house?"
"Oh, yes, Olga!" cried Janice, with a glance at Gummy, who nodded.
"I'll go mit you," said the woman, and immediately she climbed to the high seat." Janice followed her. Gummy turned the horse about and away they went on the return journey.
On the way Janice thought it best to say nothing more about the lost treasure-box; but she told Olga of how she had tried to trace her through the Johnsons.
"My bad look!" cried Olga. "I break a dish by that Latham woman's house and she vant me to pay for it. Huh! People ought not to use such spensive dishes. Me, I use common chinnyware in my house."
When they arrived at the house on Knight Street, Olga jumped briskly down and followed Janice inside. Gummy called after them that he would wait. He was so excited and interested himself that he could not leave until the mystery was cleared up;
"Ve go oop to dot storeroom," declared Olga and proceeded to do so, with Janice trembling and hoping beside her.