"
"I'm inclined to think you're right. But don't say a word of all this
to the girls. It might upset them. You and I will decide on a plan of
action later on. To tell you the truth, I'm not any too sure of our
newly acquired watchman, Tam Tammas."
"Nor I. We'll wait till the rest get back and then take a stroll down to
that livery stable. Seems funny, doesn't it, to stable aeroplanes in a
livery stable?"
"Well, why not? Wasn't Pegasus, the first flying machine on record,
a horse?"
"Humph; that's so," agreed Jimsy, whose supply of classical knowledge
was none too plentiful.
It was not long after this that the girls returned. With them came The
Wren in a neat dress and new shoes, an altogether different looking
little personage from the waif of the woods whom they had rescued at
noon.
"Why, Wren," cried Peggy, "you are positively pretty. In a month's time
we won't know you."
"A month's time?" sighed the child; "am I going to stay with you as long
as that?"
Miss Prescott caught the wan little figure in her arms.
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