“I don’t mind, of course. But don’t go very far. Stay near enough so that you can hear if we call, or for us to hear you if you should happen to call to us.”
Dolly looked startled.
“Why, should we want to call you?” she asked.
“No reason that I can think of now, Dolly. But—well, I suppose I’m nervous. The way they tried to get hold of Bessie and Zara at Canton to-day makes me feel that we’ve got to be very careful. And there is no use taking unnecessary chances.”
“All right,” said Dolly, with a laugh. “But I guess we’re safe enough to-night, anyhow. They haven’t had time to find out yet how Bessie fooled them. My, but they’ll be mad when they do find out what happened!”
“They certainly will,” laughed Margery. “I wouldn’t want to be in Jake Hoover’s shoes.”
“I hope nothing will happen to him,” said Eleanor, anxiously. “It would be a great pity for him to get into trouble now.”
“I think he deserves to get into some sort of trouble,” said Dolly, stoutly. “He’s made enough for other people.”
“That’s true enough, Dolly. But it wouldn’t do us any good if he got into trouble now, you know.”
“No, but it might do him some good—the brute! You haven’t seen him when he was cutting up, the way I have, Miss Eleanor.”