Dorothy Dale : a girl of today by Margaret Penrose
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"I am so glad," said Dorothy. "They did have such a hard time of it." "Yes, but about to-morrow. Do you think Ralph could identify Anderson? Ralph is out of town and I have wired him to be back to-night." "I don't think he ever saw the man," Dorothy answered thoughtfully. "But I saw him very distinctly. Wouldn't I do?" "You? Why, child, could you go into a big police court and say: 'There, that's the man;' without fainting from fright?" "Indeed, I could," declared the girl. "I could do more than that to find Nellie Burlock." "If I really thought so--" "But you must know it," said Dorothy, quick to take advantage of the major's hesitation. "If you just give me instructions I will carry them out to the letter. And oh! if we can only give that money to its rightful owner at last." "Yes, if we only could, I think I would feel like a new man. It has weighed heavily upon me, particularly since that rascal attacked you at the falls." "I have it!" and Dorothy's eyes flashed in unison with her brain. "Telegraph to Mr. Travers to meet us, and let Tavia and me go. Tavia has an aunt in Rochester, you know, and she will take care of us when we have finished with the other business. Indeed, I can hardly wait." |
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