Mr. Ford had written to Harry
Smith, his half-brother, and arranged for the girls to occupy one of the
bungalows for several days. Mrs. Smith agreed to come and stay with them
as company.
"Though we don't really need a chaperon," laughed Grace. "I think we can
look after ourselves."
"It will be better to have her at the bungalow," said Betty, and so it
was arranged.
Betty had written to the railroad company, asking if any report of a
lost sum of money had been received, and the answer she got was to
the contrary.
"That leaves the five hundred dollar mystery as deep as ever," she said,
showing the letter to her chums. It had reached them at Hightown.
"Maybe we should have told that boy peddler, and asked him to be on the
lookout," suggested Amy.
"No, I do not think it would have been wise to let him have the facts,"
said Betty.
The girls found the camp in the woods a most delightful place. The
bungalow was well arranged and furnished, and, though there were no other
campers at that time, the girls did not mind this.
"I'll write home and ask Will to come," said Grace. "He might like to
spend a few days here, and Uncle Harry said he could take a tent if
he liked.
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