"Well, I swum! Where'd you find them?" questioned the guide, interested, but failing to catch the real significance of Jane McCarthy's discovery.
"Oh-h-h-h!" chorused the Meadow-Brook Girls.
"And I believe they are the very same," declared Harriet, nodding thoughtfully over the goggles, which she had taken from Jane's hand. "You certainly have made a find. I think we are beginning to understand, Miss Elting."
"Yes. Mr. Grubb does not, though."
"Some one dropped them; I understand that well enough. But the spectacles themselves don't tell us who the fellow is by a long shot. I know you ladies have discovered something about the 'specs' and I'd like pretty well to hear what it is."
"You are wrong in one way, Mr. Grubb. These goggles do tell us who dropped them, if our surmises are correct."
"You don't say?"
"Yes. Do you recall the little experience we had on the station platform at Compton on the evening of our arrival?"
"You mean about the fellow who tried to make you believe he was I?"
"Yes. But perhaps you have forgotten our telling you that the man wore goggles?"