The girl was gone fully five minutes. When she returned her face bore a puzzled look.
"Father does not know what to make of this," she said. "You say you came because Mr. Amberton sent you?"
"Mr. Marden sent me. He is Mr. Amberton's nephew and has taken full charge, now that Mr. Amberton is sick."
"Father says Mr. Hammerditch, one of the men who just called, said Mr. Amberton sent him for the map."
"What!" cried Robert, leaping to his feet. "That cannot be possible."
"Why?"
"Because those men are enemies of Mr. Amberton. They wish to get some of his lumber lands away from him."
The girl studied Robert's honest face for a moment.
"I believe you. But it is a queer mix-up," was her comment.