Mrs. Mackson gamely agreed to do as the rest did.
"I did hope I could go with you to-day," said Mr. Blackford, "but I have
received a telegram that calls me away. I wonder if you could postpone
it?"
"Of course!" exclaimed Betty. "There is no great hurry, and besides, I
think we will all be the better for a rest. Is your business prospering,
Mr. Blackford?"
"Yes, indeed, thanks to the way you girls helped me out by finding my
five hundred dollar bill. But this is not business. I don't mind telling
you that I am seeking for a long-lost relative--a sister--and I have
engaged a firm of private detectives to look for her. They just sent me
word that they are on the track of a person who may be the one I have
been looking for so long. So, under the circumstances----"
"Oh, of course, go by all means!" exclaimed Mollie. "We can meet you
later, anywhere you say."
"Then suppose we meet here, say a week from to-day, and try for the
ghost secret. By that time I may have found my sister, or have suffered
another disappointment--and there have been many of late," and he
sighed.
The week that followed was a busy one for the Outdoor Girls. Mollie had
her car put in perfect order, and they toured over many miles of
splendid country. They had minor happenings and adventures, but nothing
of moment, if we except a few punctures and a blowout. Oh, yes, they did
run over a dog, breaking the creature's leg.
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