“And do you suppose,” said Jessie to her chum, in a worried tone, as they set to work to string again the radio antenna, “that somebody picked up that watch Mark lost? I hate to think any one about here would steal it.”
“What do you mean—steal it?” asked Amy briskly. “If it was merely picked up—why, I would do that myself. I certainly would not leave a diamond-studded watch lying on the ground. Not much!”
“But you would not pick it up and walk off without saying anything about it,” objected Jessie. “No, you wouldn’t. And nobody else who really was honest.”
“Well, those kids from Dogtown don’t know as much about honesty as we do, I suppose.”
“I don’t want to believe such a thing about them, especially about little Henrietta.”
“She’s awfully cute, I admit,” said Amy. “But after all, we do not know just how good she is.”
Jessie sighed. The very reason why she would not admit the possibility of Henrietta’s knowing anything about the lost watch was based on this point that Amy had brought up. They did not know much about Henrietta Haney’s moral character, and nothing at all of the characters of the children she associated with at Dogtown.
“It seems reasonable that the lost watch would be a great temptation to any of those kids who were poking about the wrecked aeroplane last night,” said Amy, after a pause in the conversation, during which the girls were busy with the antenna.
“A whole lot of things that are reasonable aren’t true,” responded Jessie, a little sharply for her.
“Yes, and a whole lot that are unreasonable are true, I suppose,” agreed her chum.