"I'm going to find out!" asserted Mary Louise.
"How, my dear?"
"There must be ways of tracing such a bunch of circulars as were mailed last evening. I'm going to see the Chief of Police and put him on the trail."
"Do you know," said Edna, a thoughtful and rather quiet girl, "I already have a suspicion who the traitor is."
"Who?" an eager chorus.
"I'm not sure I ought to speak his name, for it's only a suspicion and I may be wrong. It would be an awful thing to accuse one unjustly of such a dastardly act, wouldn't it? But—think, girls!—who is known to be against the war, and pro-German? Who did we consider an enemy to the cause of liberty until—until he happened to buy some bonds the other night and indulge in some peanut patriotism to disarm a criticism he knew was becoming dangerous?"
They looked at one another, half frightened at the suggestion, for all knew whom she meant.
"Perhaps," said Alora, slowly, "Jake Kasker really believes in the bonds. He certainly set the example to others and led them to buy a lot of bonds. It doesn't seem reasonable, after that, to credit him with trying to prevent their sale."
"Those pro-Germans," remarked little Jane Donovan, "are clever and sly. They work in the dark. Kasker said he hated the war but loved the flag."
"I'm afraid of those people who think devotion to our flag can cover disloyalty to our President," said Mary Louise earnestly.