"It will help get our minds off the
robbery," she said.
The girls agreed readily, for they were always anxious to see Mollie's
things. "They are always so novel," Grace had once said, and Mollie had
been uncertain whether to ticket it a compliment or otherwise.
"Really, my head aches trying to figure things out," Amy complained, as
they neared the Billette home.
"Well, it seems to me it is just about time some of those detectives
found things out for us," Mollie rejoined. "Will ought to be able to
help, Grace," she added, "since he is in the secret service."
"You may be sure he is doing his best," Grace retorted with spirit.
"Those gypsies make thieving their profession and it isn't always as
easy to track them as it seems. If you don't believe me, just try it
yourself."
"I didn't say anything about not believing you," Mollie rejoined, icily.
"And there's no reason why you have to go up in the air about nothing.
I was simply suggesting, that's all."
"Girls, some day, I am just going to get terribly angry about something
and then let fly," Betty broke in. "I'd just like to know what would
happen and where we would end up if you didn't have me to act as
peacemaker.
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