“I suspected it all the while,” said Cora, with a smile. “But I said nothing.”
“It was a mere accident,” explained Nancy. “I was just on one of the little trips I took after I ran away from the office, and I miscalculated my distance. It was awfully nice of your brother to help me.”
“Oh, Jack is always nice,” said Cora, smiling.
“That means you buy the candy, old man,” spoke Ed, with a laugh.
“Well,” drawled Jack, as he stretched out lazily on a sofa, later on, “now the only thing left to do is to find that Mrs. Raymond, and everything will be cleared up.”
“That, and putting that mean Mr. Cross in–in jail!” said Bess, with a vehement gesture.
“Would you be so cruel?” asked Walter.
“What else can you do with him?” demanded Belle. “He has certainly been mean enough to warrant being sent to prison.”
“‘In a prison cell I sit!’” chanted Ed.
“Stop!” commanded Cora. “Nancy may be sleeping, and the doctor said it was very important for her to sleep.”