“Is he crazy?” Cara whispered, forgetting the admonition to remain silent.
Madge shook her head to show that the man’s actions were a complete mystery to her.
The man rested a few minutes, and with his back still toward the rhododendron bush, then began to excavate another hole, only a few feet from the first one.
“He’s searching for something,” Madge thought. “But what in the world does he expect to find?”
She was very curious to learn the identity of the stranger and waited patiently until he turned toward her. The light shone full on his face. She had never seen him before.
Madge glanced questioningly at her chum. Cara shook her head in bewilderment. The man was a stranger to her also.
It was growing late and in spite of their keen desire to learn all there was to know, the girls dared remain no longer. They decided to wait until the man’s back was turned and attempt to slip around to the front of the house.
“If we’re caught, it may not be so nice,” Cara whispered nervously.
They awaited their chance and softly crept from under the bush. Scarcely had they emerged than the man straightened, dropping his spade. It was too late to retreat. The girls could only freeze themselves against the foliage, praying that they would not be seen. And at that moment, he turned and looked directly toward the rhododendron bush!