"The day before she was to drive to Edentown," repeated Norma, "a band ofIndians from the reservation in the next state came through on theirannual tramping trip and walked in on poor little grandma as she sat ather mahogany secretary turning over her jewels and counting her beautifulshining platinum. Every dimey on the place fled in terror, and thoserascally Indians simply scooped up everything in sight and locked grandmaand mother in the chamber!"

"Couldn't any one stop them?" demanded Morgan eagerly. "Surely a band ofIndians could have been easily traced. Didn't any one try?"

"0h, they tried," admitted Norma. "That's the maddening part. Suppose Itold you, Betty, that I know where grandma's inheritance is this minute?"

CHAPTER XIII

THE MYSTERI0US F0UR

"Well, for mercy's sake!" exclaimed Morgan in exasperation, "if you knowwhere the property is, why don't you claim it? Why doesn't your mother?Where is it?"