"We know who stepped on Laundry's neck, but we do not know who fired the fatal shot." "Mystery, mystery, mystery!" complained Miss Briggs.

"This is only our first day out and we have involved ourselves in a maze of it, with an excellent foundation laid for future trouble." "All because that husband of mine ran that deputy sheriff out of our camp," wailed Nora.

"Hippy will be the death of all of us yet." "Hippy did exactly right," approved Tom Gray.

"What I am thinking about now is why the mountaineer came here to order us out.

I have my suspicions, and I don't like the outlook at all." "Don't worry, Tom dear," soothed Grace.
"Yes, the worst is yet to come," called Hippy Wingate, at this juncture appearing leading Washington Washington by the ear.