Idle Hour Stories by Eugenia Dunlap Potts
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Lee jewels were not found, and the gang obstinately disclaimed all
knowledge of them. Suspense in regard to them was, however, soon to be relieved. Two more days of waiting, and the close of a lovely afternoon was made memorable by the return of the wanderers to Lee Villa. A torrent of questions and incidents so assailed them that they could not intelligibly answer the one, or comment on the other. "And, oh! Richard," faltered Netta, "they have stolen our box--all my beautiful presents!" "And the spoons," chimed in Mary, loyal to the family heirlooms. "You'd better say the money," said Bertha with conviction. "I would rather have lost anything else than all that gold and silver." "Only give us a chance," said her brother appealingly, "and we will relieve your anxiety on this point." "You have it! You have it!" cried the girls excitedly crowding upon him. "No," said Richard laughing heartily, while the brother endeavored to extricate himself. "He hasn't it but if I can have a hearing I will tell you of its fate. We hoped you would not miss it. Nor would you," he added, looking archly at Netta, "if you had obeyed my injunction not to try to find us." All anxiety, his auditors were profoundly attentive while Richard narrated the adventures that had befallen them in the thicket. They were |
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