“I guess she wouldn’t know enough to make any trouble,” said Sandy. “Well, I’m off to bed. Hope you find your money, Ned. If you want a little meanwhile I can let you have some, I guess.”
The others said good night too and the Den emptied. Cal closed the door and he and Ned gathered their books together. Finally,
“I—I’m right sorry about that money,” said Cal stiffly.
“Thanks,” answered Ned. “It doesn’t matter.”
After that they undressed in silence and went to bed.
[CHAPTER XII]
THE GIRL NEXT DOOR
Such a strange thing had happened! One of the brand-new pillow-cases was missing! This was Saturday morning and Hulda had been changing the bedding. Marm announced her loss at the breakfast table. Hulda wasn’t certain whose pillow the slip had been missing from, but she thought it was Mr. Brent’s.
“I can’t think where it has got to,” lamented Marm. “You don’t know where it is, do you, Ned?”