"Very likely," replied Mrs. Dixon placidly. "There was a woman in Trenton who looked just like me, so that no one could tell us apart."
"Yes," admitted Percy; "I must be mistaken. This boy had a very nice suit on, while Jed was dressed in rags."
When they reached home Squire Dixon was abed and asleep. Percy came down late to breakfast.
"By the way, Percy," said his father, as he helped him to breakfast, "Fogson has just been over to report that the boy Jed has mysteriously disappeared. He never went back after bringing me the message yesterday afternoon."
Percy dropped his knife and fork and stared at his father in open-eyed amazement.
"Then it was Jed, after all!" he exclaimed.
CHAPTER XIII. FOGSON IN PURSUIT.
"What do you mean, Percy?" asked Squire Dixon, referring to his son's exclamation at the close of the preceding chapter. "Do you know anything of Jed?"