They saw that the walls were lined with books which required packing. Coverings had not been removed from the furniture.
“Look!” Madge exclaimed suddenly.
Cara turned to see her chum regarding an object above the old secretary. It was a picture, and most strangely, its face was turned toward the wall!
“What do you make of that?” Madge whispered. “The other pictures aren’t this way.”
“Let’s see what it is!”
“Perhaps we shouldn’t.”
However, the temptation was too great. Cara turned the picture over. A handsome young boy with round, full cheeks, twinkling eyes and a cropped head of golden curly hair, gazed down from the frame.
“Who can it be?” Cara murmured.
Before Madge could reply, they heard footsteps on the stairway. A moment later, Miss Swenster entered the study.
“All through with the dishes?” she asked cheerfully. “My, but you are fast—” Her voice trailed off and her entire body seemed to stiffen. She had noticed the picture on the wall.