I heard pop talking to the folks last night about
it."
This was the day after the identification of Andrew Anderson by Dorothy
in the Police Court. The man had disguised his appearance by taking off
his beard, but there were other marks, and the girl could not be shaken
in her positive identification.
The man had denied his guilt at first, but finally broke down when
confronted with the evidence against him and admitted he had the Burlock
child in hiding, but she was now in charge of some woman. Dorothy was to
go for her to-day.
Mr. Travers, though having many important affairs to attend to, was on
time, and he agreed to take Dorothy and Tavia with him to find Nellie.
"Keep close to me," he told the girls, making their way through dirty
and uncertain streets. "This is a rough part of town."
House after house he stopped at, leaving the girls in each instance
waiting anxiously to be told to follow. But the places were so much
alike in their squalor the search was becoming more and more tiresome.
"Maybe he gave the wrong address," ventured Tavia, discouraged and
dissatisfied with the many mistakes.
"No, but these people change homes so often," explained her father.
"Here, this looks--wait a minute!"
Down the steps of a dark basement Squire Travers hurried.
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