CHAPTER XX
"WHAR'S MY JANE ANN?"
Three of Heavy's listeners knew in an instant what the telegram meant—who it was from, and who was mentioned in it—Ruth, Helen and Tom. But how, or why the telegram had been sent was as great a mystery to them as to the others; therefore their surprise was quite as unfeigned as that of the remaining girls and boys.
"Why, somebody's made a mistake," said Heavy. "Such a telegram couldn't be meant for me."
"And addressed only to 'Stone,' said her aunt. "It is, of course, a mistake."
"And who are we to hold on to?" laughed Mary Cox, prepared to run into the house again.
"Wait!" cried Mercy, who had come leaning upon Madge's arm from the shore. "Don't you see who that message refers to?"
"No!" they chorused.
"To that runaway girl, of course," said the cripple. "That's plain enough, I hope."
"To Nita!" gasped Heavy.
"But who is it that's coming here for her?
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