“Then let’s eat the candy bar. I’m terribly hungry, Connie.”
“So am I,” admitted Connie.
From her pocket she took the candy bar. Somehow it had become crushed, the tinfoil pressing down into the chocolate.
However, the girls did not mind. Peeling off the foil, they divided the bar into equal parts and ate every crumb.
Veve now became very thirsty. She thought of the cool glass of milk she might have had at camp, and felt like crying.
“Do you suppose Miss Gordon has missed us yet?” she asked.
“Of course she has, Veve. She must have known something happened to us soon after we failed to meet her at the car.”
“But she can’t know we were taken away by the train.”
“Not unless the hardware man saw us climb into the car. And I don’t think he did.”
Veve was silent for a while and then she said: