for fifty miles around!"




CHAPTER III

THE SHADOW OF MYSTERY


The girls never forgot that mad ride to Camp Liberty. Mile after mile sped
by on wings, and it was not till they were on the outskirts of the town
itself that the victim of the accident showed signs of returning
consciousness.

Then she sighed, moved her head a little restlessly on Betty's shoulder,
and opened her eyes.

"Oh, dear," she said, faintly but so abruptly that Betty and Grace
started. "I knew I'd have--to do it--some day!"

When the girls came to know her better they no longer wondered at her
quaint and unexpected sayings. But at the moment this queer statement,
coming as it did from one who they thought must be hovering at death's
door, rather startled them.

"Wh--what?" stammered Betty, bewildered, while the others stared with wide
eyes. "What did you say?"

"I said," replied the surprising old woman, in a stronger voice, trying