Wakefield give her up. Yes, Dr. Brown is
right smart."
Thus she entertained the girls with remarks on the country life around,
until Betty ventured to remark:
"I wonder if we oughtn't to look in on her?" motioning to the room where
they had left the girl.
"No, best let her be," said the woman--Mrs. Meckelburn, she had said her
name was.
"Hark!" exclaimed Amy a little later.
"It's an auto!" said Betty, going to the window.
She saw Mollie and Grace in the car, a young man, with a professional
air about him, at the steering wheel.
"That's Dr. Brown!" exclaimed Mrs. Meckelburn, "but I didn't know he
could drive one of them things."
"I guess Mollie got too nervous," explained Betty.
The doctor caught up his bag and hurried toward the house, followed by
Grace and Mollie.
"An accident!" he exclaimed in brisk tones, bowing to Betty and Amy, and
taking in the woman in his greeting. "Where is she?"
"In my bedroom, Dr. Brown," said Mrs. Meckelburn. "I do hope there's
nothing much the matter with the poor dear."
They clustered around as the physician pushed open the door. Then he
turned to them with a queer look on his face.
"Must be some mistake," he said. "There is no one here."
"No one there!" cried Betty in strange tones. "Why----"
She looked over his shoulder. There in the bed was the imprint of a
human form, but the girl herself had vanished!
CHAPTER IV
THE QUEER PEDDLER
For a moment after this surprising discovery had been made no one spoke.
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