“Foiled again, judging from their faces,” observed Paul.
“The committee reports progress and asks to be continued,” chimed in Walter in his best parliamentary manner.
“I thought only women were curious,” said Belle scathingly.
“You boys drive on,” directed Bess. “This is a matter for us girls to settle.”
“We’re clearly in the second-fiddle class,” grumbled Jack, as he threw in the clutch and took the lead.
“Wasn’t it the most exasperating thing?” observed Bess, as the girls settled down for a “comfy” talk. “Just as we were on the very point of finding out perhaps about that Higby, she had to go.”
“Goodness knows when we’ll see her again, if ever,” sighed Belle pessimistically.
“I’m glad she has the Kill Kare address anyway,” replied Cora. “She may come over to see us. But if she doesn’t, I’ll find out some way of getting in touch with her again.”
“Well, as Walter said, the committee has made some progress anyway,” said Bess.
“I don’t see where,” put in her sister. “We don’t really know any more of her story than we did before.”