"Yes, and I want to tell them," said Mr. Blackford. "Somehow or other I have an idea that they can help me to find my sister. I don't know why I feel so, but I have—all along. They have always been so lucky."
"They surely have," agreed Allen. "From the time they first set out——"
"And found my five hundred dollar bill," interrupted Mr. Blackford. "And then——"
"Un-haunting the mansion of Shadow Valley," added Will.
"How did you come to find the missing piece of paper?" asked Frank.
"It was simple enough," replied the young man. "It appears that the corner of the document, describing the birth mark on my sister, was torn off when the firm I have engaged to help search for her, forwarded it to me. One of the stenographers found it in her desk the other day, and they sent it on.
"I had some business in this section, so, remembering your kind invitation to spend some time in your camp, I decided to avail myself of it, and stop over."
"Glad you did," said Will hospitably. "Did the storm bother you?"
"Not much. You were caught in it though."
"Yes. Had to leave the ice boat and tramp back. But we're all right now. We'll hustle around and get some grub," announced Allen. "Then we'll go over and see the girls. They'll be anxious to hear the story. You haven't succeeded in locating your sister yet; have you?"