“Have you any money, girls?” she inquired. “I have twenty-five dollars with me.”
“I have twenty with me,” Grace replied. “I have ten,” declared Bab. “And I have only five,” Mollie answered.
“Then we are all right for money,” said Ruth. “Naki,” she continued, turning to their guide, who had now come out to them, “I want you to give this note to Aunt Sallie and Mr. Latham when they come here. It will explain all. Tell them not to worry. I shall send a telegram before night.”
Taking a piece of paper from her pocket, Ruth hurriedly wrote a letter of some length.
“Now, let’s be off!” Ruth insisted.
“What are you going to do now, Ruth Stuart?” Mollie demanded.
“Why, what can we do,” Ruth replied, “except go straight up to the wigwam for Eunice and run away with her before anyone else can.”
“Run away with her!” faltered Grace.
“What else can we do?” queried Ruth. “If we delay in getting Eunice out of Mrs. Latham’s and Reginald’s clutches, they will place the child where no one can ever find her. Mrs. Latham will then persuade her brother to give up his search. We must save Eunice.”
“But what will Aunt Sallie say?” cried Barbara.