“They wanted to find us—perhaps. That was nothing against them.”
“Do you think the man in the candy kitchen would take us back? The detectives must have gone back on the boat, and we needn’t be afraid now.”
“Why, Nellie dear, perhaps the detectives are up at that store watching for us. We can’t go there unless we want to——”
“Where can we go?” cried the child. “Oh, dear me! What a dreadful thing it is—to be orphans!” and she began to cry.
“There’s no use crying,” said Rose, although her own eyes were brimful. “We have got to go somewhere for the night.”
“Let’s go to the cottage—to the automobile girls’ cottage.”
“I am able to work, and I want to work,” insisted Rose stoutly. “They need girls at every hotel, that young lady in the kitchen told me.”
“But I am so tired—so hungry—and so—sleepy! Rose, let us sleep right here. We are not afraid of anything now.”
“Who are those people coming?” asked Rose as a number of figures could be seen, outlined against the strip of sky that hung over the point of land.
“There’s quite a crowd,” said Nellie. “I guess we will have to walk along.”