That is all true and
if the other notice does appear you can arrange to have this given
as the latest."
"Foxy!" declared jack. "'Not a word of fib and not a grain of
truth. Well, you would beat Jones if you went at his game, but I do
think it a good idea to wire Nat Phillips. I'll go and do so at
once," he added, feeling in his pocket to make sure he had with him
change enough to pay for the message.
"And Jack," Cora went on, "since you have been so good, don't you
think it would be lovely for you to sort of keep track of Mabel for
a day or two? That man, I am afraid, has her under some sort of
influence, and there is no telling what he might not try to do to
get some Blake money."
"Make more love to her? Suppose she takes me up?"
"I really cannot explain it all, Jack," said Cora gravely, "but the
man has frightened more than Mabel. The woman who kept house for
him and Peters was so afraid that he would find out she was leaving,
that I could scarcely persuade her to wait while I changed the
batteries in my boat. She kept saying she wanted to get out of his
power. And now Mabel declares he had her hypnotized. Then that
sort of queer girl who won the canoe race--surely he has her somehow
in his power, as they express it."
"Powerful man," answered Jack, "but how is it, Cora, that you talked
with him and he did not hoodoo you?"
"Oh I'm immune I suppose," and she smiled with her handsome face
turning up in becoming hauteur.
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