“That’s going to arouse a lot of opposition!” exclaimed the third member of the trio. “It will spoil the park.”
“Well, we can’t help it. We need the dam for power for our factory, and the people don’t really need the park. We’ll do it.”
“You mean we’ll make Shane do it!” exclaimed the young man who had raced with Cora.
CHAPTER XX
THE NIGHT PLOT
The girls looked at one another with startled glances. Cora bent forward eagerly in order to better hear what else was said. She had no compunctions as to eavesdropping, feeling that it was justified under the circumstances.
“They must mean Denny Shane, the old fisherman,” whispered Bess.
“Hush!” cautioned Cora. Not only did she want to listen, but she was fearful lest the men on the other side of the hedge discover the presence of herself and her chums.