INNOCENT
"That was good, Allen," said Mr. Nelson appreciatively, as the young
fellow rejoined the group. "You've licked him in fine shape."
"And we want to thank you for the way you have handled things for us,
Allen," added Mrs. Nelson, warmly. "We might have got into all sorts of
trouble if it hadn't been for you."
The young lawyer was tremendously embarrassed by this praise, though
Betty was aglow with it. It was splendid to have her family so fond of
Allen.
The latter noticed her silence, and under cover of the general
conversation commented upon it.
"How feels the millionairess this morning?" he asked lightly, though
Betty felt that there was a deeper meaning hidden behind the words.
"I'm feeling splendid," she answered, her voice vibrating with the joy
of living. "Who wouldn't be--with all this?" and she waved her hand over
the bustling scene.
In spite of the excitement of all these wonderful happenings, the girls,
especially Betty, had thought almost constantly of the poor musician
whom his neighbors called the Hermit of Gold Run.
He never came down to help Dan Higgins and Meggy any more, probably,
Grace said, scared off by the bustle and confusion of the new gold boom.
Meggy had mentioned casually once or twice that she still took food to
the desperate man.
"If he only doesn't give himself up to the authorities before we get
news from the East!" Betty, worried, exclaimed over and over again.
Then one day, along with the other letters in the mail, there arrived an
important looking document from New York addressed to Allen.
The latter was out at the gold diggings at the time, and the girls
fairly lassoed him, bringing him home protesting but helpless.
"I say, what's the row?" he demanded, and for answer Mollie thrust the
important missive into his hand.
"Read!" she commanded dramatically. "And tell us what lies within."
Allen tore the envelope open and read the letter hastily through while
the girls crowded around him and tried to read over his shoulder.
Then he jumped to his feet and waved the paper at them excitedly.
"By Jove!" he cried, "this proves that Betty was right. The man didn't
kill his brother--simply injured him. He was taken to the hospital and
he recovered long since. The manager says he has been trying to locate
Paul Loup for weeks. He is losing a fortune every day----"
But Betty could wait no longer. She snatched the letter from him and
read it through aloud while the girls gaped at her.
"Come on," she cried, reaching for her sailor hat and pushing it down on
her shapely little head. "Don't stand there like wooden Indians. We've
got to take this news to Paul Loup."
Bent on their joyful mission, the girls approached the lonely little
cabin in the woods swiftly. As they came near they heard again that same
hauntingly sweet melody that had so moved them the first time they had
heard it.
Yet now that they understood the pain that prompted the rendering of
that exquisite harmony, it seemed too bitterly sad to be beautiful, and
their hearts ached dully in sympathy with Paul Loup's despair.
Tears were in Betty's eyes, but there was a smile on her lips, as she
pushed open the door of the little shack and stood waiting on the
threshold.
The musician saw her, ended the throbbing melody with a crash of
discord, and gazed at her mutely. In all his tall, gaunt body only his
glowing eyes seemed really alive, but in those eyes there was a welcome
that gave Betty courage.
"Look!" she cried, holding out the paper to him. "This is from your
manager. Read it--and see that you are innocent."
Slowly the man laid down his violin and bow, slowly he took the paper
from Betty's trembling fingers. Like a man in a daze he read it
through--then read it through again.
"I did not kill him--my brother," he murmured aloud. "My brother--that I
love--I did not kill him. He is alive--he is well. _Mon Dieu_, then I am
free! Paul Loup--he is not a murderer--a hunted thing. He is again the
artist--free--_free_----" His voice, which had been gradually rising as
the truth bore in upon him, rose to a jubilant shout and he threw out
his arms passionately as though to encompass them all in his newly found
love of life. "The world----" he said brokenly, "the world is very
beautiful!"
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Silently the girls rode through the sunshine and shadow-filled forest,
their hearts filled with a happiness so poignant it seemed almost pain.
"What a wonderful, wonderful summer!" breathed Mollie. "I don't believe
we have ever had one like it, girls."
"I wish we didn't have to go home," sighed Amy. "I shall miss my
beautiful Lady so," and she laid a loving hand on the little animal's
arching neck.
"What about me?" wailed Grace. "I know I shall cry myself to sleep,
longing for Nabob. He's one of the best chums I ever had."
But the Little Captain did not hear them. Over and over again, like an
echo, her mind was repeating those words of Paul Loup: "The world is
very beautiful."
"Girls," she murmured dreamily, "everybody is so happy--and I'm so
happy--oh, please, don't wake me up--anybody!"
And so, at the end of a wonderful outing, with life stretching
gloriously before them, we will once more sadly, reluctantly, wave
farewell to the Outdoor Girls.
THE END
THE OUTDOOR GIRLS SERIES
By LAURA LEE HOPE
Author of the "Bobbsey Twin Books" and "Bunny Brown" Series.
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12mo. BOUND IN CLOTH. ILLUSTRATED. UNIFORM STYLE OF BINDING.
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These tales take in the various adventures participated in by several
bright, up-to-date girls who love outdoor life. They are clean and
wholesome, free from sensationalism, absorbing from the first chapter to
the last.
THE OUTDOOR GIRLS OF DEEPDALE
Or Camping and Tramping for Fun and Health.
Telling how the girls organized their Camping and Tramping Club, how
they went on a tour, and of various adventures which befell them.
THE OUTDOOR GIRLS AT RAINBOW LAKE
Or Stirring Cruise of the Motor Boat Gem.
One of the girls becomes the proud possessor of a motor boat and invites
her club members to take a trip down the river to Rainbow Lake, a
beautiful sheet of water lying between the mountains.
THE OUTDOOR GIRLS IN A MOTOR CAR
Or The Haunted Mansion of Shadow Valley.
One of the girls has learned to run a big motor car, and she invites the
club to go on a tour to visit some distant relatives. On the way they
stop at a deserted mansion and make a surprising discovery.
THE OUTDOOR GIRLS IN A WINTER CAMP
Or Glorious Days on Skates and Ice Boats.
In this story, the scene is shifted to a winter season. The girls have
some jolly times skating and ice boating, and visit a hunters' camp in
the big woods.
THE OUTDOOR GIRLS IN FLORIDA
Or Wintering in the Sunny South.
The parents of one of the girls have bought an orange grove in Florida,
and her companions are invited to visit the place. They take a trip into
the interior, where several unusual things happen.
THE OUTDOOR GIRLS AT OCEAN VIEW
Or The Box that Was Found in the Sand.
The girls have great fun and solve a mystery while on an outing along
the New England coast.
THE OUTDOOR GIRLS ON PINE ISLAND
Or A Cave and What it Contained.
A bright, healthful story, full of good times at a bungalow camp on Pine
Island.
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GROSSET & DUNLAP, PUBLISHERS, NEW YORK
THE GIRLS OF CENTRAL HIGH SERIES
By GERTRUDE W. MORRISON
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12mo. BOUND IN CLOTH. ILLUSTRATED. UNIFORM STYLE OF BINDING.
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Here is a series full of the spirit of high school life of to-day. The
girls are real flesh-and-blood characters, and we follow them with
interest in school and out. There are many contested matches on track
and field, and on the water, as well as doings in the classroom and on
the school stage. There is plenty of fun and excitement, all clean, pure
and wholesome.
THE GIRLS OF CENTRAL HIGH
Or Rivals for all Honors.
A stirring tale of high school life, full of fun, with a touch of
mystery and a strange initiation.
THE GIRLS OF CENTRAL HIGH ON LAKE LUNA
Or The Crew That Won.
Telling of water sports and fun galore, and of fine times in camp.
THE GIRLS OF CENTRAL HIGH AT BASKETBALL
Or The Great Gymnasium Mystery.
Here we have a number of thrilling contests at basketball and in
addition, the solving of a mystery which had bothered the high school
authorities for a long while.
THE GIRLS OF CENTRAL HIGH ON THE STAGE
Or The Play That Took the Prize.
How the girls went in for theatricals and how one of them wrote a play
which afterward was made over for the professional stage and brought in
some much-needed money.
THE GIRLS OF CENTRAL HIGH ON TRACK AND FIELD
Or The Girl Champions of the School League
This story takes in high school athletics in their most approved and
up-to-date fashion. Full of fun and excitement.
THE GIRLS OF CENTRAL HIGH IN CAMP
Or The Old Professor's Secret.
The girls went camping on Acorn Island and had a delightful time at
boating, swimming and picnic parties.
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GROSSET & DUNLAP, PUBLISHERS, NEW YORK
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Transcriber's Notes:
Obvious punctuation errors repaired.
Page 122, "draw" changed to "drawer". (dresser drawer)
Page 153, "get's" changed to "gets". (Winner gets)
Page 191, "Accessaries" changed to "Accessories" (Accessories
after the)
Page 204, "too" changed to "to". (I've got to!)