wered their questions when she could.

"I won't feel safe until you are on the train, Mr. Provost, and even
then I won't be sure that something dreadful won't happen."

"But who do you suppose stole it? It's not likely that anyone will
bother me."

Bet sighed with relief as the train pulled out of the station. "Oh, I
do hope he gets to the museum safely!" she whispered as she snuggled
close to her father.

At Bob's suggestion, Colonel Baxter notified Chief Baldwin that the fan
had been found.

"Do you know who stole it?" he asked.

"No. I have only been home a few hours, and I have had no way of
finding out."

"Well, Longworth and I have a certain party in mind. Maybe we'll get a
confession out of him."

"We'll discuss that later," replied the Colonel.

Making an appointment for an interview the next morning, Colonel Baxter
bade goodbye to the Chief.

"Oh Daddy, what a relief it is to have you around to attend to things!"
cried Bet when they were alone.

The party broke up very soon after they reached the Manor. The girls
were tired from the excitement of the last week and ready to go to
sleep. And when the door closed after his young guests, Colonel Baxter
said, "Now Bet you look as if you'd had a hard week. Get into bed and
call when you're ready and I'll sit with you a while."

It was good to have her father here, to feel his hand clasping hers
with a firm grip that assured her of protection and love. She had
hardly said good-night when her hand relaxed and sleep overcame her
tired eyelids.

Bet was having her first untroubled sleep for over a week, and her pale
face showed the effects of the strain. Her father mused: "It's been a
big problem for my little girl, but she handled it well, even to
guarding the fan last night! She's a great girl! I'm glad she's mine!"

Colonel Baxter slept in the guest room instead of going to his own
chamber. He had promised Bet to stay near her. She waked him early
the next morning.

"I'm going to school after all, Dad! I've had a good night's rest and
feel fine," she announced.

"That sounds like my Bet!"

"And Dad, I forgot to tell you. On Saturday just before we found the
fan in Hermit's Hut, Shirley set her camera for a wild animal picture.
You see we planned on going back there Sunday and getting it. It's
still there."

"I'll get it today. I have an idea that Chief Baldwin and I will take
a trip out there and look over the ground. I'll ge