“I have a hunch she is not involved with the jewel thieves. That’s Mr. Wardell’s opinion and it’s also yours, Dad, isn’t it?”
“I hope that she will be cleared of suspicion.” The lawyer smiled.
Presently Mr. Drew and his daughter gave up trying to figure out the puzzle. They turned their attention to another pressing matter. During Nancy’s brief stay at Mr. Haley’s cabin she had noticed that the food supply was low, and many articles were needed to make the patient and the boys more comfortable.
She suggested to her father that she, Bess, and George buy the necessary supplies and cook dinner for Ned and the others at the cabin.
“That’s very thoughtful, Nancy. It will cheer them up a little. The boys haven’t had much fun since they arrived.”
Bess and George were still not in their room. Nancy searched the lobby and other places in and around the hotel where the cousins might be but could not find them.
She returned to Mr. Drew’s room and told him that she could not locate Bess and George. “Would you like to go shopping with me?” she asked.
“Be glad to,” the lawyer agreed. “I’ll give you two minutes to change your clothes.”
Ned was alone with Mr. Haley when she and her father reached the cabin. He explained that Burt and Dave were down at the ravine working on the footbridge. A short time later they returned, tired and hungry, but pleased to report that they had finished the repairs.
“Bess and George came down and watched for a while,” Burt said. “They had planned to visit us at the cabin but couldn’t get across the ravine. Nancy, they were concerned about you until we told them you were here during the storm. They went back to the hotel to find you and have dinner.”
“And I came here to cook dinner for you!” Nancy chuckled. “I was so preoccupied with my shopping list I didn’t even think to leave a note for Bess and George. They’ll be disappointed when they find out.”
Nancy began preparing a warm meal. Later the boys declared that it was the first really good cooking they had tasted since they had arrived.
After the dishes had been washed and put away, Mr. Drew said, “How would you fellows like to have the evening off? I’ll be glad to stay here with Mr. Haley.”
“That would be great!” Ned exclaimed. “Is there a dance at the hotel tonight, Nancy?”
“Yes. I imagine Bess and George would like some dates for it, too.” She grinned.
“Then let’s go!” Ned exclaimed. “Come on, fellows. We’ll change our clothes right away.”
While they were getting ready, Nancy and her father sat with Mr. Haley in the adjoining room.
“How are you feeling?” Mr. Drew asked him gently when he saw that the patient’s eyes were open.
“Better,” he replied. “Only weak.”
“That’s to be expected,” Nancy said soothingly. “You have been very ill. Later Dad will bring you some broth and toast.”
She did not wish to excite Mr. Haley by further conversation, but he seemed to want her to talk. Finally Nancy went to the kitchen and took Miss Judson’s photograph from the cupboard drawer, then returned to the sick man.
“Would you like me to place this picture near you where you can see it?” she inquired.
“Yes, please do,” Mr. Haley answered. “Is Miss Margaret here now?”
“She does not know you’ve been ill.”
“Then it was a dream-I thought she was seated beside me, holding my hand.”
“Perhaps you confused me with Miss Judson,” Nancy said quietly. “Tell me, did you work for her at the mansion?”
“Oh, yes. I took care of the trees and the garden and the flowers about the place. After Miss Margaret’s parents died she didn’t have much money but kept me on anyway.”
Tears glistened in Mr. Haley’s eyes and several moments elapsed before he spoke again.
“Miss Margaret was good and kind,” he told his listeners. “She never once spoke a harsh word to me in all the years I knew her. That’s why it hurt
“I hope that she will be cleared of suspicion.” The lawyer smiled.
Presently Mr. Drew and his daughter gave up trying to figure out the puzzle. They turned their attention to another pressing matter. During Nancy’s brief stay at Mr. Haley’s cabin she had noticed that the food supply was low, and many articles were needed to make the patient and the boys more comfortable.
She suggested to her father that she, Bess, and George buy the necessary supplies and cook dinner for Ned and the others at the cabin.
“That’s very thoughtful, Nancy. It will cheer them up a little. The boys haven’t had much fun since they arrived.”
Bess and George were still not in their room. Nancy searched the lobby and other places in and around the hotel where the cousins might be but could not find them.
She returned to Mr. Drew’s room and told him that she could not locate Bess and George. “Would you like to go shopping with me?” she asked.
“Be glad to,” the lawyer agreed. “I’ll give you two minutes to change your clothes.”
Ned was alone with Mr. Haley when she and her father reached the cabin. He explained that Burt and Dave were down at the ravine working on the footbridge. A short time later they returned, tired and hungry, but pleased to report that they had finished the repairs.
“Bess and George came down and watched for a while,” Burt said. “They had planned to visit us at the cabin but couldn’t get across the ravine. Nancy, they were concerned about you until we told them you were here during the storm. They went back to the hotel to find you and have dinner.”
“And I came here to cook dinner for you!” Nancy chuckled. “I was so preoccupied with my shopping list I didn’t even think to leave a note for Bess and George. They’ll be disappointed when they find out.”
Nancy began preparing a warm meal. Later the boys declared that it was the first really good cooking they had tasted since they had arrived.
After the dishes had been washed and put away, Mr. Drew said, “How would you fellows like to have the evening off? I’ll be glad to stay here with Mr. Haley.”
“That would be great!” Ned exclaimed. “Is there a dance at the hotel tonight, Nancy?”
“Yes. I imagine Bess and George would like some dates for it, too.” She grinned.
“Then let’s go!” Ned exclaimed. “Come on, fellows. We’ll change our clothes right away.”
While they were getting ready, Nancy and her father sat with Mr. Haley in the adjoining room.
“How are you feeling?” Mr. Drew asked him gently when he saw that the patient’s eyes were open.
“Better,” he replied. “Only weak.”
“That’s to be expected,” Nancy said soothingly. “You have been very ill. Later Dad will bring you some broth and toast.”
She did not wish to excite Mr. Haley by further conversation, but he seemed to want her to talk. Finally Nancy went to the kitchen and took Miss Judson’s photograph from the cupboard drawer, then returned to the sick man.
“Would you like me to place this picture near you where you can see it?” she inquired.
“Yes, please do,” Mr. Haley answered. “Is Miss Margaret here now?”
“She does not know you’ve been ill.”
“Then it was a dream-I thought she was seated beside me, holding my hand.”
“Perhaps you confused me with Miss Judson,” Nancy said quietly. “Tell me, did you work for her at the mansion?”
“Oh, yes. I took care of the trees and the garden and the flowers about the place. After Miss Margaret’s parents died she didn’t have much money but kept me on anyway.”
Tears glistened in Mr. Haley’s eyes and several moments elapsed before he spoke again.
“Miss Margaret was good and kind,” he told his listeners. “She never once spoke a harsh word to me in all the years I knew her. That’s why it hurt
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