There was a tramping of feet on the floor below. “Some one is coming!” cried Natalie. “It’s the boys—our boys!” exclaimed Mabel. “Oh, how good!” “They mustn’t come in here!” decided Mrs. Bonnell. “There has been enough excitement for Hadee. I must keep her quiet. Natalie, you and Mabel slip down and tell them what has happened. Then one of you bring back some more water, and a little of the food. She must be nearly famished.” “I am—hungry,” admitted Hadee. “But I feel much better now, I am so glad you—found me.” “Don’t come up—we’re coming down, boys,” called Natalie, as she and Mabel started for the stairs. “What have you found?” demanded Jack, for it was he and his chums who had come to the old mill. “The ghost!” said Natalie. “It’s poor little Hadee—the girl who told our fortunes that time—the girl who ran away from the Gypsy camp. She’s hurt. Marie has gone for a doctor. How did you happen to come here?” “Oh, we got lonesome over in camp,” said Blake, “so we thought we’d just take a run over here to say how—do.” “I’m so glad you did!” exclaimed Natalie, with a grateful look at him. “I’ll take up some food and water,” spoke Mabel. “Then I’ll come back. You might see if Marie has been able to signal any one, Phil,” she said to her brother. “Here’s Marie now,” spoke Jack, as the girl came flying into the mill. “Did you send for a doctor?” asked Natalie. “I have mother’s diamond ring back!” cried Mabel, holding up the sparkling gem. “Say, these girls beat anything for finding things!” declared Jack. “Hadee had it,” explained Mabel. “I’m so glad.” “What about the doctor?” asked Natalie. “I met Old Hanson,” Marie said. “He said he’d go right back and get one. Dr. Morse is at some house down the road now most fortunately, and Old Hanson said he’d have him come here. I met the hermit on the road as I was running to the lake shore.” “Everything seems to be coming out for the best,” said Jack. “Now let’s have some details.” Natalie and Marie gave such as they knew to the boys, while Mabel took up the food and water to Alice and Mrs. Bonnell, who had remained with the Gypsy girl. “But what is she doing in this old mill?” asked Blake. “And what makes you think she is the ghost?” “I don’t know why she is here,” said Natalie, “except that she ran away from the Gypsy camp for some reason or other, and this was the best place to hide. “As for her being the ghost—here is your knife and match-box, Blake. I found them in her room,” and she extended the articles to him. “Stung!” gasped Jack. “And by a girl,” added Phil. “So it was Hadee who stole down and took our things while we were asleep,” murmured Blake. There was the sound of wheels outside. “Here’s the doctor!” exclaimed Natalie. CHAPTER XXXIII RESTORATION