"Well, I'll be hanged!" he ejaculated, at the close of the remarkable communication, staring at Betty Jo.
"It wouldn't in the least surprise me if we were both hanged before night," returned Betty Jo.

"After this from Auntie Sue, I am prepared for anything.

What on earth DO you suppose has happened ?" Brian shook his head: "It is too much for me!" Together they went to the house, and the place seemed strangely deserted.

Every possible explanation that suggested itself, they discussed and rejected.
"One thing we can depend upon," said Brian, at last, when they had exhausted the resources of their combined imaginations: "Auntie Sue knows exactly what she is doing, and she is doing exactly the right thing.

I suppose we will know all about it when she returns." Betty Jo looked again at the note: "'I will be back in a few days,'" she read slowly.