CAUGHT--CONCLUSION
Billie Bradley and her three companions were without wraps, though they
were too excited to think of that. Also, they had had no time to inform
the boys at Boxton Military Academy as to their purpose and enlist
their help. They were too excited to think of that, either.
They followed Maria Tatgood, always at a discreet distance, through the
school gates and along the dusty road.
“Where do you suppose she’s going?” Laura whispered.
“Home!” said Billie “I’ve a notion we are going to make a real
discovery this time!”
Maria Tatgood lived in an old house, set well back from the road and
surrounded by tall trees. There had been no attempt to cut the grass
that grew in reedy abundance to the very steps of the porch. The house
itself was in a state of considerable disrepair. A little carpentry
work and a coat or two of paint would have made it a much more
habitable place.
All these things impressed themselves more or less vividly on the minds
of the girls as they watched Maria Tatgood ascend the worn steps of the
porch and disappear into the house.
The day had turned dismal and chill. The sun had disappeared under the
clouds that by this time had risen from a streak low on the western
horizon and covered the zenith. A light, misty rain was falling. There
among the trees it was gloomy and dark.
Evidently, the occupants of the house were also in semi-darkness, for,
as the girls watched, they saw a light flash up in a room at the rear.
From this same room presently came the sound of angry voices.
Billie tugged Vi’s sleeve.
“Come along! Tell Laura and Edina. The folks inside have forgotten to
pull the shade down at that window. Thanks to them, we can both see and
hear.”
Silently, keeping to the shelter of the trees, the girls crept toward
that lighted window. The angry voices were becoming intelligible. The
girls could hear phrases, scraps of sentences.
“You’ve spent it! You had no business----”
“I had no business, didn’t I? I like that! Ain’t I your mother?”
Billie put finger to lips in a gesture of caution and crept closer to
the window. Laura pinched Vi’s arm. Edina’s face looked very white in
the dusk.
“Just the same,” came the younger voice sullenly, “you ain’t keepin’ to
your end of the bargain. We was to split, wasn’t we?”
“Split, is it?” The voice of the older woman rose waspishly. “I should
have the big half, anyways. Ain’t I your mother?”
“It was me took all the risks. It was that way in the old days, too,
wasn’t it? It was me opened the pocketbooks of the rich women in the
stores while you took the money I got out of ’em! Well, it ain’t goin’
to be so no more. We split, or I quit!”
A sullen silence fell upon the room and its occupants. Outside the
girls held their breath to listen. After a moment the more youthful
voice continued:
“How much you got left of the money?”
“Two hundred dollars. That’s all exceptin’ a few cents in silver--a
half a dollar, maybe.”
“You’ve already spent sixty dollars? Well, if that ain’t a rum go!”
Suddenly Edina clutched Billie’s arm.
“Quick! Hide!” she cried. “Somebody’s comin’!”
The watchers had barely time to gain the shelter of the trees when a
thick-set figure loomed up through the gloom. A man brushed past them,
a man with hunched shoulders and a week’s growth of stubble on his face.
This person stumped around to the rear of the house, a door opened and
closed, and soon the two voices within the room were joined by a third.
“Hello, you cats at it ag’in, scratchin’ and clawin’? Where’s my
dinner? That’s what I’d like to know. When are you goin’ to git me some
grub?”
Billie turned to her companions. They could see her eyes shining in the
dull light.
“We’ve heard enough!’” she whispered. “Let’s be getting back.”
They fairly ran down the road to Three Towers Hall. They were scarcely
aware that they were cold and dishevelled and pretty well soaked by
the misty drizzle. In their minds two facts loomed paramount. They
had positively identified Maria Tatgood as the thief, and two hundred
dollars of the Gift Club fund still remained in the custody of the
unsavory Tatgood family. If they hurried, they still might save that
two hundred dollars.
Up the steps of the school they rushed and into the hall, to be met by
a group of horrified girls.
“Where have you been?”
“To the wars, if looks count for anything!”
“You big sillies! You are soaked through!”
Connie Danvers pushed through the crowd and plucked Billie anxiously by
the sleeve.
“Listen! Eliza Dilks saw you girls leave by the front gate a little
while ago. She reported to Amanda. Of course Amanda promptly reported
to Miss Walters. She’s up there in Miss Walters’ office now. I’m
afraid you are in for it, Billie!”
“Where are you going?” she added, as Billie broke from her and made for
the stairs.
From the first step Billie looked down upon the group of curious,
upturned faces.
“I am going to see Miss Walters on an important mission,” she said,
with a challenging laugh. “You may come, too, if you like!”
Many of the girls availed themselves of this permission and trooped
after her. There was a mysterious air about Billie Bradley and her
companions that roused their curiosity and warned them to expect
developments of an extraordinary character.
The group was joined on the way by new recruits, so by the time Billie
and her friends reached the door of Miss Walters’ office about half the
student body was trailing at her heels.
“You all wait here,” said Billie to her escort. “I’ll leave the door
open just a crack so that you can hear what happens.”
Billie tapped on the door of the office. After a brief pause, Miss
Walters’ pleasant voice called, “Come in!”
As Billie pushed open the door she gestured to Vi and Laura and Edina
to follow her.
“I can see Amanda in there,” she whispered. “I don’t intend to take my
medicine alone!”
Miss Walters looked up as the girls entered. The troubled frown on her
face deepened.
“Amanda has just been telling me about you,” she said, tapping her
desk with a pencil. “Did you four students leave these grounds without
permission?”
“Yes, Miss Walters,” said Billie meekly, and added unnecessarily: “We
have just got back.”
“So it seems!” Miss Walters’ frown deepened. She continued the
ra-ta-ta-tat with the pencil on the edge of her desk. Amanda’s
triumphant smirk grew until it seemed to spread over all of her face.
“You have some explanation?” said Miss Walters, at last.
This was the opportunity for which Billie had waited. Making sure that
the door of the office was open so that the girls outside could hear
everything she said, she addressed the white-haired, gracious head of
Three Towers Hall.
“Miss Walters, I have an explanation. When you hear it I think you will
forgive us for leaving the grounds without asking permission.”
Miss Walters inclined her head, half-smiling at Billie’s earnestness.
“Let me hear the explanation,” she said.
Billie drew a long breath and plunged into her story. She began with
the founding of the Gift Club and Edina’s elevation to the post of
treasurer. She went on through the strange disappearance of the Gift
Club fund, dwelling upon Edina Tooker’s distress upon finding herself
suspected of the theft.
When she came to the account of her day in town, including the
identification of the blotted five dollar bill, Miss Walters’ interest
visibly increased. There was an audible sigh from the girls grouped
close about the office door. Amanda’s triumphant grin grew slightly
less triumphant.
“So you see, the evidence all pointed to the dormitory maid, Maria
Tatgood,” Billie pleaded.
Miss Walters nodded.
“Yes,” she said, “I see. Please go on.”
“Well, when we saw Maria leave the Hall to-night we felt that
there, perhaps, was the chance to establish real evidence--police
evidence--against her. We should have asked your permission, Miss
Walters, to leave the school grounds, but we really hadn’t time.”
Billie was still pleading her case. Miss Walters nodded as though she
understood--as, indeed, she did.
“Go on!”
As Billie proceeded she was vividly aware of the keen interest that
greeted her account of the happenings leading up to the positive
identification of Maria Tatgood as the thief.
At the startling revelation Amanda’s jaw dropped open. Billie,
happening to glance at her, choked back a laugh, which brought on such
a dire attack of coughing and strangling that Miss Walters inquired
with a smile on her own lips whether she would not feel better for a
glass of water.
“No, th-thanks,” stuttered Billie. “I--I’m all right now.”
“About this Maria Tatgood,” said Miss Walters, her face suddenly stern.
“If your story is to be trusted--and I have never yet found occasion
to question any statement of yours--then this Maria Tatgood and her
infamous family must be brought to the attention of the police, and at
once. I will attend to it.”
Miss Walters was silent for a moment, tracing thoughtful figures on a
scrap of paper. When she looked up the troubled frown had completely
vanished from her face.
“You left the school grounds without permission, which is against the
rules and so merits rebuke.”
“Yes, Miss Walters,” murmured Billie, her eyes demurely lowered.
“However,” continued the principal in her pleasant, flowing voice,
“your conduct was prompted by such exemplary motives that I am
tempted to waive punishment for this time. In fact,” Miss Walters
flung out her hand toward Billie in a gracious, impulsive gesture,
“I must congratulate you, my dear girl, on the persistent loyalty
and friendliness you have shown toward Edina Tooker, this sorely
misunderstood girl. You are a friend such as I would choose for
myself.”
This praise flooded Billie with an emotion that robbed her of words.
She could only look her love and gratitude.
Miss Walters said softly:
“Edina! Edina Tooker, come here, my dear.”
Edina approached uncertainly and stood before the gracious,
white-haired lady who held her own fate and the fate of all the
students of Three Towers Hall in the hollow of her hand.
Miss Walters searched among the papers on her desk and drew forth a
letter.
“This communication came to me to-day, Edina. It is from your father
and it contains news that I am sure you will be glad to hear.”
Edina looked big and awkward and pitiful as she stood there, nervously
twisting her fingers together.
“Your father has struck oil again on his property--a genuine gusher
this time. I imagine you will be very, very rich, Edina.”
Miss Walters smiled, as though at some secret thought of her own.
Reaching into the letter she drew forth a long yellow slip.
“Your father asked me to give you this check--to help him celebrate, he
said.”
Edina took the slip of paper without pausing to read the illiterate
scrawl across its face. Her eyes were on Miss Walters’ face.
“You been so awful good to me,” she muttered.
“You are worth being good to, Edina,” said Miss Walters, smiling.
“Billie and I have always believed that--haven’t we, Billie?”
Miss Walters held out a hand and Edina slipped her clumsy red one into
it. At the touch, all the iron in Edina’s nature suddenly melted before
a turbulent flood of emotion.
She flung herself to her knees beside Miss Walters, and buried her face
in her lap, harsh sobs tore at her aching throat.
Miss Walters stroked the dark hair and glanced with gentle meaning at
the other girls.
“You may go now,” she said. “I’ll send Edina down to you. She will feel
better presently.”
As the girls passed from the office to be met by a group of deeply
moved and silenced students in the outer hall, Amanda Peabody was heard
to mutter vindictively:
“Billie Bradley has all the pull in this place! She can get away with
anything!”
* * * * *
It was the night of the big dance at Boxton Military Academy. Billie
was there and Laura and Vi and, yes--oh, of course--Edina Tooker.
Billie was a dream--Teddy told her so--in a rose-colored chiffon
evening dress. Scarcely less lovely were Laura in a dainty lavender
chiffon dress and Vi in a clinging crêpe that brought out her pretty
figure to perfection.
Edina in her gold-colored taffeta with gold slippers on her feet, her
hair a shining, blue-black cap for her shapely head, was quite the
rage with the young cadets at Boxton. She could not dance very well,
but she was learning. In truth, there appeared to be no dearth of
dancing instructors, prominent among these being the good-looking Paul
Martinson.
Billie and her chums discussed these--and other things--during a
temporary lull in the festivities. Teddy and Chet and Ferd Stowing had
gone to fetch ice-cream and some of those “ducky little almond-flavored
cakes.”
“Well,” said Laura as she patted a soft bow of her chiffon frock into
place, “I can only remark what I believe a gentleman called Shakespeare
has already remarked before me, ‘All’s well that ends well!’”
“Which sentiment we echo heartily,” agreed Billie. “I crave your
indulgence for a moment while I sum up our reasons for gratitude.
First of all, Maria Tatgood and her mother are safe in jail where they
will steal no more Gift Club funds. The two hundred dollars has been
recovered----”
“It was generous of Edina to make up the missing sixty dollars from the
check her father sent her,” interpolated Vi.
“Well, Edina has plenty of money now, you know. She’ll never miss that
sixty dollars. Paw Tooker will probably be a millionaire before his new
gusher stops gushing, and what’s Paw’s seems to belong equally to his
beloved Edina. But to continue with the list of our blessings. With the
two hundred and sixty dollars, we have been able to buy Miss Geraldine
Gay a most gorgeous wedding present----”
“She was delighted with it, wasn’t she?”
“Why wouldn’t she be? There is no finer grandfather’s clock around
here.”
“When is she to be married?”
“Not before the Thanksgiving holidays. The new teacher comes then.”
“That’s not so far away. We’re not too awfully forehanded with our
gift.”
“To continue with the list of our blessings,” reiterated Billie
dreamily: “Our friend and fellow student, Violet Farrington, has
recovered from her backslidings in math to the extent of working off an
onerous condition----”
“And it _is_ a blessing, believe me!” said Vi fervently. “With that
condition off my shoulders, I feel as though I could begin to look
about and enjoy myself.”
“Here come the boys with our ice-cream.”
“I hope they have brought dozens of cakes!”
“Before they get here,” said Laura hurriedly, “there is just one little
point I’d like cleared up.”
“Any little thing we can do,” murmured Billie.
“It’s about that five dollar gold piece that Edina spent in the shoe
shop to buy a pair of shoes. If that was Nellie Bane’s five dollar gold
piece----”
“It wasn’t. It was Edina’s. She had kept it as a lucky piece but, being
short of funds, was forced to use it to buy shoes. Any more questions?”
“How about Nellie’s gold piece, then?”
“It was part of the sixty dollars spent by Maria Tatgood’s mother; she
admitted as much when pressed. Now, no more questions, please. Let joy
be unconfined!”
“It is a lovely party, isn’t it?” breathed Vi.
With her eyes on Edina Tooker’s happy face, Billie Bradley answered:
“Yes, it is. The very nicest, ever!”
THE END
BILLIE BRADLEY SERIES
BY JANET D. WHEELER
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[Illustration: Billie Bradley at Twin Lakes]
1. BILLIE BRADLEY AND HER INHERITANCE
_or The Queer Homestead at Cherry Corners_
Billie Bradley fell heir to an old homestead that was unoccupied
and located far away in a lonely section of the country. How
Billie went there, accompanied by some of her chums, and what
queer things happened, go to make up a story no girl will want to
miss.
2. BILLIE BRADLEY AT THREE-TOWERS HALL
_or Leading a Needed Rebellion_
Three-Towers Hall was a boarding school for girls. For a short
time after Billie arrived there all went well. But then the
head of the school had to go on a long journey and she left the
girls in charge of two teachers, sisters, who believed in severe
discipline and in very, very plain food and little of it--and
then there was a row!
3. BILLIE BRADLEY ON LIGHTHOUSE ISLAND
_or The Mystery of the Wreck_
One of Billie’s friends owned a summer bungalow on Lighthouse
Island, near the coast. The school girls made up a party and
visited the Island. There was a storm and a wreck, and three
little children were washed ashore.
4. BILLIE BRADLEY AND HER CLASSMATES
_or The Secret of the Locked Tower_
Billie and her chums come to the rescue of several little
children who had broken through the ice. There is the mystery
of a lost invention, and also the dreaded mystery of the locked
school tower.
5. BILLIE BRADLEY AT TWIN LAKES
_or Jolly Schoolgirls Afloat and Ashore_
A tale of outdoor adventure in which Billie and her chums have a
great variety of adventures. They visit an artists’ colony and
there fall in with a strange girl living with an old boatman who
abuses her constantly.
6. BILLIE BRADLEY AT TREASURE COVE
_or The Old Sailor’s Secret_
A lively story of school girl doings. How Billie heard of the
treasure and how she and her chums went in quest of the same is
told in a peculiarly absorbing manner.
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1. THE GIRL SCOUT PIONEERS
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A story of the True Tred Troop in a Pennsylvania town. Two
runaway girls, who want to see the city, are reclaimed through
troop influence. The story is correct in scout detail.
2. THE GIRL SCOUTS AT BELLAIRE
_or Maid Mary’s Awakening_
The story of a timid little maid who is afraid to take part in
other girls’ activities, while working nobly alone for high
ideals. How she was discovered by the Bellaire Troop and came
into her own as “Maid Mary” makes a fascinating story.
3. THE GIRL SCOUTS AT SEA CREST
_or the Wig Wag Rescue_
Luna Land, a little island by the sea, is wrapt in a mysterious
seclusion, and Kitty Scuttle, a grotesque figure, succeeds in
keeping all others at bay until the Girl Scouts come.
4. THE GIRL SCOUTS AT CAMP COMALONG
_or Peg of Tamarack Hills_
The girls of Bobolink Troop spend their summer on the shores of
Lake Hocomo. Their discovery of Peg, the mysterious rider, and
the clearing up of her remarkable adventures afford a vigorous
plot.
5. THE GIRL SCOUTS AT ROCKY LEDGE
_or Nora’s Real Vacation_
Nora Blair is the pampered daughter of a frivolous mother. Her
dislike for the rugged life of Girl Scouts is eventually changed
to appreciation, when the rescue of little Lucia, a woodland
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1. THE LINGER-NOTS AND THE MYSTERY HOUSE
_or The Story of Nine Adventurous Girls_
How the Linger-Not girls met and formed their club seems
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made their club serve a great purpose continues the interest to
the end, and introduces a new type of girlhood.
2. THE LINGER-NOTS AND THE VALLEY FEUD
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The Linger-Not girls had no thought of becoming mixed up with feuds
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them in some surprising adventures that turned out happily for
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3. THE LINGER-NOTS AND THEIR GOLDEN QUEST
_or The Log of the Ocean Monarch_
For a club of girls to become involved in a mystery leading back
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until the reader sees how it happened, and how the girls
helped one of their friends to come into her rightful name and
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21. RUTH FIELDING AT GOLDEN PASS
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25. RUTH FIELDING CLEARING HER NAME
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1. BETTY GORDON AT BRAMBLE FARM
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At twelve Betty is left an orphan.
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Betty goes to the National Capitol to find her uncle and has
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3. BETTY GORDON IN THE LAND OF OIL
_or The Farm That Was Worth a Fortune_
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Seeking treasures of Indian Chasm makes interesting reading.
5. BETTY GORDON AT MOUNTAIN CAMP
_or The Mystery of Ida Bellethorne_
At Mountain Camp Betty found herself in the midst of a mystery.
6. BETTY GORDON AT OCEAN PARK
_or School Chums on the Boardwalk_
A glorious outing that Betty and her chums never forgot.
7. BETTY GORDON AND HER SCHOOL CHUMS
_or Bringing the Rebels to Terms_
Rebellious students, disliked teachers and mysterious robberies.
8. BETTY GORDON AT RAINBOW RANCH
_or Cowboy Joe’s Secret_
Betty and her chums have a grand time in the saddle.
9. BETTY GORDON IN MEXICAN WILDS
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Betty receives a fake telegram and finds both Bob and herself held
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_or A Mystery of The Seaside_
Betty and her chums go to the ocean shore for a vacation and Betty
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1. THE CURLYTOPS AT CHERRY FARM
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A tale of happy vacation days on a farm.
2. THE CURLYTOPS ON STAR ISLAND
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The Curlytops camp on Star Island.
3. THE CURLYTOPS SNOWED IN
_or Grand Fun with Skates and Sleds_
The Curlytops on lakes and hills.
4. THE CURLYTOPS AT UNCLE FRANK’S RANCH
_or Little Folks on Ponyback_
Out West on their uncle’s ranch they have a wonderful time.
5. THE CURLYTOPS AT SILVER LAKE
_or On the Water with Uncle Ben_
The Curlytops camp out on the shores of a beautiful lake.
6. THE CURLYTOPS AND THEIR PETS
_or Uncle Toby’s Strange Collection_
An old uncle leaves them to care for his collection of pets.
7. THE CURLYTOPS AND THEIR PLAYMATES
_or Jolly Times Through the Holidays_
They have great times with their uncle’s collection of animals.
8. THE CURLYTOPS IN THE WOODS
_or Fun at the Lumber Camp_
Exciting times in the forest for Curlytops.
9. THE CURLYTOPS AT SUNSET BEACH
_or What Was Found in the Sand_
The Curlytops have a fine time at the seashore.
10. THE CURLYTOPS TOURING AROUND
_or The Missing Photograph Albums_
The Curlytops get in some moving pictures.
11. THE CURLYTOPS IN A SUMMER CAMP
_or Animal Joe’s Menagerie_
There is great excitement as some mischievous monkeys break out
of Animal Joe’s Menagerie.
12. THE CURLYTOPS GROWING UP
_or Winter Sports and Summer Pleasures_
Little Trouble is a host in himself and his larger brother and
sister are never still a minute, but go from one little
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[Illustration: Two Girls and a Mystery]
1. THE GIRL FROM THE COUNTRY
_or Laura Mayford’s City Experiences_
2. THREE GIRL CHUMS AT LAUREL HALL
_or The Mystery of the School by the Lake_
3. NELL GRAYSON’S RANCHING DAYS
_or A City Girl in the Great West_
4. FOUR LITTLE WOMEN OF ROXBY
_or The Queer Old Lady Who Lost Her Way_
5. PLAIN JANE AND PRETTY BETTY
_or The Girl Who Won Out_
6. LITTLE MISS SUNSHINE
_or The Old Bachelor’s Ward_
7. HAZEL HOOD’S STRANGE DISCOVERY
_or The Old Scientist’s Treasure Box_
8. TWO GIRLS AND A MYSTERY
_or The Old House in the Glen_
9. THE GIRLS OF LIGHTHOUSE ISLAND
_or The Strange Sea Chest_
10. KATE MARTIN’S PROBLEM
_or Facing the Wide World_
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Transcriber’s Note:
Punctuation has been standardised. Variations in spelling and
hyphenation have been retained as they appear in the original
publication. Changes have been made as follows:
Frontispiece caption
FLUNG AN ARM ABOUT EDNA _changed to_
FLUNG AN ARM ABOUT EDINA
Page 9
it may be roses, for instace _changed to_
it may be roses, for instance
Page 16
her dress betweeen her and almost _changed to_
her dress between her and almost
Page 32
anything but poverty-striken _changed to_
anything but poverty-stricken
Page 80
begining to enjoy herself _changed to_
beginning to enjoy herself
Page 84
when the saleswoman--voluable now _changed to_
when the saleswoman--voluble now
Page 89
“I suppose it would,” she agreeed _changed to_
“I suppose it would,” she agreed
Page 104
not-to-well disguised amusement _changed to_
not-too-well disguised amusement
Page 122
they hurried up the backstairs _changed to_
they hurried up the back stairs
Page 167
dormintories and the study halls _changed to_
dormitories and the study halls
Page 168
“Get away, Billie!” One of them cried _changed to_
“Get away, Billie!” one of them cried