"Oh! to think of all the good luck we've had since we came to the winter camp!" cried Grace, as she complied. "Papa gets his land back——"
"Because you girls were lucky enough to discover the missing witness," interrupted Mr. Ford.
"Then Amy finds her brother," Grace went on, "and——"
"All because a lynx happened to jump down out of a tree to bite her!" cried Will, gaily.
"And then—and then——" mused Grace.
"Oh, here is a package that came by express for you to-day!" broke in Mollie. "It's marked chocolates, but——"
"Please give it to me!" cried Grace. "I was wondering what had become of it."
"That will keep her quiet for a while," said Will.
It was three days after the sensational developments related in the preceding chapter. Mr. Blackford, recognizing the peculiar mark on Amy's arm, tentatively decided she was his long-missing sister, and a reference to the documents, as well as a communication with Mr. and Mrs. Stonington, bore this out. Amy was not the relative of the Deepdale Stoningtons. There had been a mix-up in the babies rescued from the flood, and, as far as could be learned on hasty inquiry, the child of Mrs. Stonington's relative had disappeared.
"But I've got folks at last—real folks, even if it is only one," said Amy, with a loving look at her brother, who regarded her affectionately.