“Now what?” murmured Judy. “This wasn’t here when we came down the mountain an hour ago.”
A state highway patrolman came over to the station wagon. Recognizing the driver and the occupants, he told them they might proceed.
“We’re checking every car,” he told the group. “We have a report some hi-jackers, who took a truck at Oelwein, are coming this way. With the forest service tied up fighting a forest fire, and most of our men helping ’em, they probably figured they could slip a cargo through.”
“Hi-jackers!” Aunt Mattie exclaimed in dismay. “Judy, what sort of a place is this?”
“Never a dull moment,” Judy responded lightly. “You’ll love it here!”
“Judy, tell her about your meeting with Joe—” Ardeth began, only to let her voice trail off as Miss Ward directed a warning glance in her direction.
The station wagon moved on past the barrier and drew up presently at Calico Cottage. Aunt Mattie, who had fallen into a weary silence, suddenly revived at sight of the little house.
“Why, it’s charming!” she cried. “Judy, you couldn’t have found a nicer place. So peaceful looking, set back among the trees.”
“Let’s hope Calico Cottage lives up to its appearance,” Judy said, leading the way across the lawn. “Ardeth and I thought we’d stay with you tonight, so you won’t be lonesome. Do you mind?”
“I’ll be happy to have you! I’m not afraid to stay alone at night, but I’ll admit I’ll rest easier with someone in the house. Especially with a forest fire burning at my doorstep, and hi-jackers on the main highway!”