"It really concerns that Bertha Blair who was of so much value to me in the Ellison will case. You remember?" observed Mr. Norwood.
"And it concerns this little freckle-faced child the girls have had around here so much. Actually, if the thing pans out the way it looks, Norwood, that child has got something coming to her."
"She has a good deal coming to her if she can prove she is the daughter of Padriac Haney," said Jessie's father, with vigor.
"You are inclined to take the matter up?"
"I am. I'll do all I can. Blair has no money to risk——"
"He won't need any," said Mr. Drew, quite as decisively. "If you can spend your time on it, so can I. It won't break us, Norwood, to help the child."
"Not at all," agreed Mr. Norwood, generously.
"But is it really true, Daddy, that Hackle Island belongs to little Henrietta and Bertha?" asked Jessie.
"A good part of it, apparently. All of the middle of the island," he returned. "The Government owns Sable Point where the old lighthouse stands and where the radio station is now established. That has been a government reservation for years. At the other end is the Hackle Island Hotel, always popular with a certain class of moneyed people."
"I have been there," said Mr. Drew, nodding. "But there is a bunch of bungalows in between——"