"But has any one here
any suggestion as to just how we will go about it? I'm sure I don't
know any one who is acquainted with Professor Dempsey-- or his family
either."
"I've got it," said Betty, leaning forward eagerly. "It may not be
much of an idea, but then again it may."
"Speak up, speak up, what's on your mind?" urged Mollie slangily.
"Well," said Betty, "there is Mr. Haig, principal of Deepdale High. He
knows pretty nearly every one at the university where Professor
Dempsey used to teach and he is more than likely to know whether the
professor has any sons and what their names are."
"Yes, that is all right as far as it goes," broke in Mollie
impatiently.
"We all know Mr. Haig--" Amy began, but this time it was Grace who
interrupted.
"Yes, we all know him," she said. "But I'd like to know if there is
any one of us-- except Betty perhaps-- who would have the nerve to go
to him and ask him a question like that----"
"Say, who's telling this story I'd like to know," broke in Betty
impatiently. "I'm not asking any one to go to Mr.
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