At Bob's suggestion, Colonel Baxter notified Chief Baldwin that the fan had been found.
"Do you know who stole it?" he asked.
"No. I have only been home a few hours, and I have had no way of finding out."
"Well, Longworth and I have a certain party in mind. Maybe we'll get a confession out of him."
"We'll discuss that later," replied the Colonel.
Making an appointment for an interview the next morning, Colonel Baxter bade goodbye to the Chief.
"Oh Daddy, what a relief it is to have you around to attend to things!" cried Bet when they were alone.
The party broke up very soon after they reached the Manor. The girls were tired from the excitement of the last week and ready to go to sleep. And when the door closed after his young guests, Colonel Baxter said, "Now Bet you look as if you'd had a hard week. Get into bed and call when you're ready and I'll sit with you a while."
It was good to have her father here, to feel his hand clasping hers with a firm grip that assured her of protection and love. She had hardly said good-night when her hand relaxed and sleep overcame her tired eyelids.
Bet was having her first untroubled sleep for over a week, and her pale face showed the effects of the strain. Her father mused: "It's been a big problem for my little girl, but she handled it well, even to guarding the fan last night! She's a great girl! I'm glad she's mine!"