The Girls of Central High Aiding the Red Cross - Or Amateur Theatricals for a Worthy Cause by Gertrude W. Morrison
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"Ha! The mystery deepens," said Jess, in mock tragic tones. "What became of
the other villain?" "You answer that question," grinned Chet. "You asked it!" "But what happened then?" asked Laura interestedly. "There was a row between Purt and the fellow who brought back the car. Purt pointed to the mudguard on the off side, as though it had been bent, or scraped in some way----" "That's what struck the man as he fell on Market Street," interrupted Bobby with confidence. "I saw it hit him." "It was blood on the guard," said Laura. "Oh, my!" gasped Jess. "Do you suppose so?" "Like enough," Chet agreed. "But it was too far away for Dan to see. And finally Purt drove off without returning to the house with the other fellow." "But who was he?" Jess asked. "Who?" "The fellow Purt quarreled with for taking the car." "Give it up," said Chet, shaking his head. |
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