"Didn't you see who the other man was?" asked Sophronia, beginning to connect this fact with some other circumstances in her mind, as links are added to a chain.
"No I was afraid to peep over the fence for fear they might see me."
"Could it have been Jade Beddow?"
"No, I would have known his voice. It wasn't him, I'm certain of that. There was something about the man's voice that held a familiar sound, as if I had heard it before, but I can't place it."
"Do you think you would recognize it if you should hear it again?"
"Yes, I'm sure I should."
"Then I b'lieve I can run that spy to the ground," said Sophronia decisively. "I believe I know the man an' the place where he's buried the money he got for tellin' on the raiders."
"You don't say!" cried Sally, in open-eyed wonder.
"Yes," answered her friend impulsively. "You go back with me to-morrow noon, when I come from town, an' I'll take you to the very spot, an' show you the very man."