"Do you understand what I
mean?"
Frank nodded, and Will broke in excitedly:
"But the poor old codger's looks would naturally be changed," he
argued, "after he had spent all this time wandering around the woods--
out of his mind at that. I am inclined to think that the girls are
right and that it is really Professor Dempsey."
"If only I could have gotten my hands on him!" mourned Roy. "We
wouldn't have been in any further doubt."
"There is really no doubt, boys. We just want-- oh, I don't know what
we want!" exclaimed Mollie, who was excited and unstrung and nervous.
Soon after that they all went to bed, having first decided to make a
more thorough search of the woods in the morning and take the
postponed trip to the head of the falls.
They slept fitfully and were glad when at last they woke to find the
sun shining in their windows. For once Amy and Grace did not have to
be coaxed or wheedled or forced to get out of bed, but dressed quickly
and were ready almost as soon as Mollie and Betty.
"You know I rather hated to leave the boys in that room last night,"
Betty confided to Grace, stopping before the mirror for one final
little pat of her hair.
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