The Camp Fire Girls on the Farm - Or, Bessie King's New Chum by Jane L. Stewart
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"Why, what do you mean? Are you sure now?"
"Yes, I was sure the minute he put on those goggles and his cap. He's driven to Hedgeville a lot in the last year. The last time wasn't more than three weeks ago, and he was in that same car, and wore the same cap and goggles." Eleanor stopped, looking very thoughtful. "I think you must be mistaken, Bessie," she said. "There's no reason why he shouldn't tell us if he'd ever been there, and he certainly couldn't have forgotten it if he's been there as often as you say. Can't you see that! What object could he have in trying to deceive us?" "I don't know. I can't guess that unless--well, I can tell you who it was he saw when he was there--every time. It was Farmer Weeks. And I think he was there the day before they took Zara's father away. I'm not sure, but I think so." "If you could be certain," said Eleanor, doubtfully, "that would make it different, Bessie. We'll tell Mr. Jamieson, and see what he thinks. But I'm sure you must be mistaken." CHAPTER VI A SUDDEN TURN |
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